When I was a kid me and one of my best friends made a pact that we would never stop believing that soft toys are really alive. There will always be a tiny part of me deep down, separate from reason, that will always hold on to that belief to make this world seem more magical.
"The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day. That is real freedom. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default setting, the "rat race" - the constant gnawing sense of having had and lost some infinite thing." (David Foster Wallace)