The child intuitively comprehends that although these stories are unreal, they are not untrue.

What cannot be talked about cannot be put to rest. And if it is not, the wounds will fester from generation to generation.

You can't teach children to be good. The best you can do for your child is to live a good life yourself. What a parent knows and believes, the child will lean on.

Punishment may make us obey the orders we are given, but at best it will only teach an obedience to authority, not a self-control which enhances our self-respect.

If we hope to live not just from moment to moment, but in true consciousness of our existence, then our greatest need and most difficult achievement is to find meaning in our lives.

Raising children is a creative endeavor, an art rather than a science.

Play reaches the habits most needed for intellectual growth.

Television captures the mind but does not liberate it. A good book at once stimulates and frees the mind.

Not only is our love for our children sometimes tinged with annoyance, discouragement, and disappointment, the same is true for the love our children feel for us.

The ability to read becomes devalued when what one has learned to read adds nothing of importance to one's life.

Creativity stands at the center of all education.

The dead are the past and we cannot escape the past. Without the past there will be no future.

His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains, suddenly sprouting a humming forest of hair-fine glass spines.

For a terrible time of life a teen-ager deceives himself

To Mercy Pity Peace and Love All pray in their distress.

I am extraordinarily lucky, I was born in a family of strong moral values, and in my life I was able to do what I liked best: debuts, great theatres, but above all, inner and deep satisfaction.

The fall takes no time and forever.

About the time we get old enough to be as wicked as we want to be, we don't want to be so very wicked after all.

Liberty is the prevention of control by others.

I do have a blurred memory of sitting on the stairs and trying over and over again to tie one of my shoelaces, but that is all that comes back to me of school itself.

Adam wasn't lonely because he was imperfect but because he was perfect. The ache for friends is not the result of sin.