In Appreciating Our Neighbor, We're Participating In

Solitude Is Different From Loneliness, And It Doesn't Have To Be A Lonely Kind Of Thing.

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." To This Day, Especially In Times Of "disaster," I Remember My Mother's Words And I Am Always Comforted By Realizing That There Are Still So Many Helpers – So Many Caring People In This World.

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

The Connections We Make In The Course Of A Life--maybe That's What Heaven Is.

I Feel So Strongly That Deep And Simple Is Far More Essential Than Shallow And Complex.