Grateful for his mistakes, man should be the gods, because by overcoming the faults the stronger force is developed.

Receive the children in reverence, educate them in love, and send them forth in freedom.

The heart of the Waldorf method is that education is an art-it must speak to the child's experience. To educate the whole child, his heart and his will must be reached, as well as the mind.

When human beings meet together seeking the spirit with unity of purpose then they will also find their way to each other.

We are fully human only while playing, and we play only when we are human in the truest sense of the word.

To truly know the world, look deeply within your own being; to truly know yourself, take real interest in the world.

May my soul bloom in love for all existence.

A healthy social life is found only, when in the mirror of each soul the whole community finds its reflection, and when in the whole community the virtue of each one is living.

You will not be good teachers if you focus only on what you do and not upon who you are.

Music is the expression of the will of nature while all other arts are expressions of the idea of nature.

The smallest thing in its rightful place can lead to the highest goals.

Tomorrow is promised to no one.

Government was founded on the working premiss of being primarily an asylum for ineptitude and indigence.

She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally.

When you are in high school, you don't give much thought to what you can't do. For most people, that gets learned later, and for still fewer, gets unlearned for the rest of life.

The more we pray, the more we think to pray, and as we see the results of prayer-the responses of our Father to our requests-our confidence in God's power spills over into other areas of our life.

That friend, given to you by circumstances over which you have not control, was God's own gift.

The hardest part about parenting is when I have to be The Dad--aka the Fun-Sucker--as opposed to being a friend.

Your joy lies within you.

Even thou who mournst the daisy's fate, That fate is thine--no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate, Full on thy bloom, Till crushed beneath the furrow's weight Shall be thy doom!

Beautiful isles! beneath the sunset skies tall, silver-shafted palm-trees rise, between full orange-trees that shade the living colonade.