How Sad It Is That We Give

In The External Scheme Of Things, Shining Moments Are As Brief As The Twinkling Of An Eye, Yet Such Twinklings Are What Eternity Is Made Of -- Moments When We Human Beings Can Say "i Love You," "i'm Proud Of You," "i Forgive You," "i'm Grateful For You." That's What Eternity Is Made Of: Invisible Imperishable Good Stuff.

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.

Play Is Often Talked About As If It Were A Relief From Serious Learning. But For Children Play Is Serious Learning. Play Is Really The Work Of Childhood.

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.

Sometimes People Are Good, And They Do Just What They Should. But The Very Same People Who Are Good Sometimes Are The Very Same People Who Are Bad Sometimes. It's Funny But It's True. Its The Same Isn't It, For Me And . . .