It always helps to have people we love beside us when we have to do difficult things in life.

Little by little we human beings are confronted with situations that give us more and more clues that we are not perfect.

Imagine what our real neighborhoods would be like if each of us offered . . . just one kind word to another person.

We've forgotten what it's like not to be able to reach the light switch. We've forgotten a lot of the monsters that seemed to livein our room at night. Nevertheless, those memories are still there, somewhere inside us, and can sometimes be brought to the surface by events, sights, sounds, or smells. Children, though, can never have grown-up feelings until they've been allowed to do the growing.

All of us have special ones who have loved us into being

Love is like infinity: You can't have more or less infinity, and you can't compare two things to see if they're "equally infinite." Infinity just is, and that's the way I think love is, too.

Our worlds needs more time to wonder and reflect but there is too much fast paced constant distraction.