Let your heart feel for the afflictions and distress of everyone, and let your hand give in proportion to your purse.

When you make loving others the story of your life, there's never a final chapter, because the legacy continues. You lend your light to one person, and he or she shines it on another and another and another. And I know for sure that in the final analysis of our lives-when the to-do lists are no more, when the frenzy is finished, when our email inboxes are empty-the only thing that will have any lasting value is whether we've loved others and whether they've loved us.

Connect. Embrace. Liberate. Love somebody. Just one person. And then spread that to two. And as many as you can. You'll see the difference it makes.

See the good in people and help them.

We can cure physical diseases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love.

Help each other when you can, but never harm.