Excluding the possibility that a female Scandinavian Olympian was running around outside our house last night, what else might be a possibility?

There are a lot of things I can take, and a few that I can't. What I can't take is when my older brother, who's everything that I want to be, starts losing faith in things. I saw that look in your eyes last night. I don't ever want to see that look in your eyes again.

That's something we should be taught as kids: To be okay with ourselves.

I have a naive outlook on life. That's who I am.

Are you in my dream too?

When they see those fourteen lights, they're looking at a miracle. And deep down, they feel that whatever's going to happen, there will be someone there to help them. And that fills them with hope.