By Og Mandino
S ince the beg inn ing o f t ime never has the re been another
wi th my mind , my hear t , my eyes , my hands , my ha i r , my
mouth . None tha t came be fo re , none tha t l i ve t oday , and
none tha t comes tomor row can wa lk and ta l k and move and
th ink exac t l y l i ke me. A l l men a re my bro thers ye t I am
d i f fe ren t f rom each . I am a un ique c rea tu re .