"Yes, they are worlds."
"Then if they don't amount to a great deal, is there anything that does?"
"Nothing but human beings."
"Human beings … and why do they?"
"Because every human being—even the most obscure or humble or wayward—is a little bit of God."
Everychild pondered that. It gave him a deep feeling of comfort. He gazed away into the mysterious sky. He mused, "What a journey I shall have to-morrow, with my new friend by my side."
He fell asleep repeating the words, "A little bit of God—a little bit of God …"