Dante.

I learned what kindness really was in front of a microphone in a room with several hundred other people. Kindness is an expressive art as much as music or writing or dance. And I learned to begin practicing kindness. Just like we need to practice music or writing or dance. I felt good – I felt control. I felt like I could choose good even when everyone around me chooses bad. I became better.

But not happier.

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