There's always someone who is trying to help.

How many times have you noticed that it's the little quiet moments in the midst of life that seem to give the rest extra-special meaning?

Anyone who does anything to help a child in his life is a hero to me.

Confronting our feelings and giving them appropriate expression always takes strength, not weakness. It takes strength to acknowledge our anger, and sometimes more strength yet to curb the aggressive urges anger may bring and to channel them into nonviolent outlets. It takes strength to face our sadness and to grieve and to let our grief and our anger flow in tears when they need to. It takes strength to talk about our feelings and to reach out for help and comfort when we need it.

Feeling good about ourselves is essential in our being able to love others.

All of us have special ones who have loved us into being. Would you just take, along with me, ten seconds to think of the people who have helped you become who you are....Ten seconds of silence.

What really matters is not just our own winning but helping other people to win, too.