“Comforters for our todays / Guardians of memories”

Let us be different in our homes.

When we acknowledge a child’s feelings, we do him a great service.

Keeping our youth and yesterdays alive / Comrades with one history.

Let us realize that along with food, shelter, and clothing

We deprive them of the experience that comes from wrestling with their own problems.

The resentment that each child feels for the privileges of the other;

Deep inside you know / when trouble comes / and there’s no one else to turn to

No wonder they mobilize all their energy to have more or most. Or better still, all.

Add to that the envy that one child feels for the accomplishments of the other;

I was a wonderful parent before I had children.

From their verbal sparring they learn the difference between being clever and being hurtful.

The personal frustrations that they don’t dare let out on anyone else but a brother or sister,

I was an expert on why everyone else was having problems with theirs. Then I had three of my own.

From their endless rough-housing with each other, they develop speed and agility.

I was a wonderful parent before I had children.

Our job is to let our children know what’s right about them.

I just want to keep the diversity and the options open.

Build health or produce disease in yourself.

Men’s arguments often prove nothing but their wishes.

He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration.

We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.

In everything one must consider the end.

I don’t subscribe to the school of thought that as a feature film producer

The ultimate freedom we have as human beings is the power to select what we will allow or require our minds to dwell upon.