Love Isn't A Perfect State Of Caring.

How Sad It Is That We Give Up On People Who Are Just Like Us.

When I Was Very Young, Most Of My Childhood Heroes Wore Capes, Flew Through The Air, Or Picked Up Buildings With One Arm. They Were Spectacular And Got A Lot Of Attention. But As I Grew, My Heroes Changed, So That Now I Can Honestly Say That Anyone Who Does Anything To Help A Child Is A Hero To Me.

Development Comes From Within. Nature Does Not Hurry But Advances Slowly.

If It's Mentionable, It's Manageable.

Deep Within Us-no Matter Who We Are-there Lives A Feeling Of Wanting To Be Lovable, Of Wanting To Be The Kind Of Person That Others Like To Be With. And The Greatest Thing We Can Do Is To Let People Know That They Are Loved And Capable Of Loving.