The question for the child is not Do I want to be good? but Whom do I want to be like?

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.

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

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.

If you don't pay the price for success, you'll pay the price for failure.

I don't want to suggest that controlling pharmaceutical costs is the answer to what ails the U.S. health care system. It isn't.

The greatest deception men suffer is from their own opinions.

A simple yet profound way to create a healthy body, a stress-free mind, and a peaceful sense of well-being.

Indifference may not wreck a man's life at any one turn, but it will destroy him with a kind of dry-rot in the long run.

People have no tolerance. They think all bugs are bad. It's the American way. If you don't like something, kill it.

There is a noble forgetfulness-that which does not remember injuries.

When you find that you're unhappy, know that it's because you're not loving properly.

The circle, or ring, dance was seen as an earthly counterpart of the heavenly dance of the angels, which was itself a celebration of the resurrection.

The only way to beat my crazy was by doing something even crazier. Thank you. I love you. I knew it from the moment I saw you. I'm sorry it took me so long to catch up.