The World Is Not Always A Kind

I Wonder If We Might Pledge Ourselves To Remember What Life Is Really All About—not To Be Afraid That We're Less Flashy Than The Next, Not To Worry That Our Influence Is Not That Of A Tornado, But Rather That Of A Grain Of Sand In An Oyster! Do We Have That Kind Of Patience?

It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood, A Beautiful Day For A Neighbor. Would You Be Mine; Could You Be Mine?

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

We All Have Different Gifts, So We All Have Different Ways Of Saying To The World Who We Are.

Most Of Us, I Believe, Admire Strength. It's Something We Tend To Respect In Others, Desire For Ourselves, And Wish For Our Children. Sometimes, Though, I Wonder If We Confuse Strength With Other Words—like 'aggression' And Even 'violence'. Real Strength Is Neither Male Nor Female; But It Is, Quite Simply, One Of The Finest Characteristics That A Human Being Can Possess.