Here’s what I think: the only reason I’m not ordinary is that no one else sees me that way.

I wish everyday could be Halloween. We could all wear masks all the time. Then we could walk around and get to know each other before we got to see what we looked like under the masks.

We carry with us, as human beings, not just the capacity to be kind, but the very choice of kindness.

Or whatever politically correct spiritual representation of universal goodness you happen to believe in.

Learning who you are is what you're here to do.

That's how it is in heaven. It's just love, and no one forgets who they love.

Who we are? Us!Right? What kind of people are we? What kind of person are you? Isn't that the most important thing of all? Isn't that the kind of question we shloud be asking ourselves all the time? 'What kind of person am I?