The parent knows that the child cannot be artificially motivated to learn; they know that he is already motivated by the strongest driving force on earth: his inner intent.

We have a cultural notion that if children were not engineered, if we did not manipulate them, they would grow up as beasts in the field. This is the wildest fallacy in the world.

What we are teaches the child far more than what we say, so we must be what we want our children to become.

Women have millions of years of genetically-enc oded intelligences, intuitions, capacities, knowledges, powers, and cellular knowings of exactly what to do with the infant.

We are shaped by each other. We adjust not to the reality of a world, but to the reality of other thinkers.

Play is the royal road to childhood happiness and adult brilliance.

One's capacity for metaphor is one's capacity for a full life.

We must accept that this creative pulse within us is God's creative pulse itself.

Adolescents sense a secret, unique greatness in thems.elves that seeks expression. They gesture towards the heart when trying to express any of this, a significant clue to the whole affair.

Any idea seriously entertained tends to bring about the realization of itself.

Our reality is influenced by our notions about reality, regardless of the nature of those notions

Remember me, even if it's only in a corner and secretly. Don't let me go.

Some part of me broke in prayer that morning, and some part of me was reborn as I gave myself fully and completely to prayer and to God in that moment.

All of Western civilization is highly influenced by the Bible, so much so that today people take for granted that our morals and our values are not common sense, but biblically based.

Suspicion often creates what it suspects.

I received the best advice for running I ever heard: 'You're not going to win, so just relax. If it feels like work, you're running too hard.

It's a good thing I was born in this century, when superfluous television seems to be part of the economy.

Ive always loved the blues, John Lee Hooker, Janis Joplin, Hendrix.

Go through your phone book, call people and ask them to drive you to the airport. The ones who will drive you are your true friends. The rest aren't bad people; they're just acquaintances.

I took some comp for non-comp major classes with Giacomo Bracali and Ludmila Ulela, who was a really famous composition teacher.

It's not what you are, it's what you don't become that hurts.