One Person Can Change the World

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 On kindness, peace, and the quiet power of happiness


Sometimes, I wonder—wouldn’t it be easier to turn the world into a joyful, welcoming place, rather than letting it feel like a kind of “hell”?


What does it truly cost us to live in peace—with ourselves, with our minds, and with one another? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. All it takes is the simple intention to pause, breathe, and shift our focus to the beauty that already surrounds us: beautiful moments, beautiful people, beautiful possibilities.


Believe me, when you do good for others, you are the one who benefits the most. Yes, you bring joy to those around you, but even more, you bring meaning and light into your own life. Acts of kindness soften the world, create harmony, and remind us of our value. They help us feel connected, useful, and deeply alive. They bring us friends, allies—and above all, inner peace.


So why, then, are some people unkind? The answer, I believe, is simple: they have not been taught or shown what happiness feels like. Perhaps they’ve never had the chance to experience it. Some may even carry emotional or neurological pain they haven’t been able to express or heal. Their actions are not always a reflection of malice, but of suffering.


Of course, it’s not our job to diagnose or fix others. But what we can do—what anyone can do—is lead by example. One person, guided by compassion and joy, can shift the energy of a room, a family, a community—and yes, even the world.


If I can make just one person smile, if I can bring comfort to one soul, then I’ve already doubled the happiness in the world—because I, too, will feel that joy.


I love life. I love living beings. Especially humans—so rich in potential, so vast in intelligence and creativity. We are capable of building a better world, together. Let’s nurture what is good. Let’s study life, explore science, and develop technologies that make our days easier and brighter. Let’s return to hobbies, to play, to the little pleasures that bring delight.


Because what, after all, is better than finding joy in simply being alive?


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