Imagine What Our Real Neighborhoods Would Be

If You Like To Make Things Out Of Wood, Or Sew, Or Dance, Or Style People's Hair, Or Dream Up Stories And Act Them Out, Or Play The Trumpet, Or Jump Rope, Or Whatever You Really Love To Do, And You Love That In Front Of Your Children, That's Going To Be A Far More Important Gift Than Anything You Could Ever Give Them Wrapped Up In A Box With Ribbons.

Whatever We Choose To Imagine Can Be As Private As We Want It To Be. Nobody Knows What You're Thinking Or Feeling Unless You Share It.

The World Needs A Sense Of Worth, And It Will Achieve It Only By Its People Feeling That They Are Worthwhile.

It's Not The Honors And The Prizes And The Fancy Outsides Of Life Which Ultimately Nourish Our Souls. It's The Knowing That We Can Be Trusted, That We Never Have To Fear The Truth, That The Bedrock Of Our Very Being Is Good Stuff.

When I Was A Boy And I Would See Scary Things In The News, My Mother Would Say To Me, "look For The Helpers. You Will Always Find People Who Are Helping.