"I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'"
We used to have pretty solar lights in our front yard. Yesterday, they disappeared. I'm really distressed that somebody around here felt they had a need to steal and probably destroy our stuff.
Surely the day will come when color means nothing more than skin tone, when religion is seen uniquely as a way to speak one's soul; when birth places have the weight of a throw of the dice and all men are born free, when understanding breeds love and brotherhood. - Josephine Baker.