I want to take your hand, and together in little steps, I want to walk with you to the Happy world. There will be rocks in the way, some of them pebbles that can be easily brushed away and some of them mountains that seem impossible for Man to cross. We will come across streams both deep and furious, that would wash us back to where we started or perhaps even further back. These obsticles will seem frightning and zap our sprits to behold, but I know that together, we can brush the pebbles...