“We are different, you and I,′ he said, ’as different as could be. But we are all made from the same stuff. We both have eyes to see beauty and ears to hear sweet music. We smell the same salt breeze, and when we were young we both felt the caress of our mothers. If you can believe that, and I think that you can, then realize that the same can be said for every other man, woman, and child in this world. We all care. We all love. We can imagine what other people feel.”
