People ate bread made of the shells of peas because there was no flour.
Time collapses and expands like an erratic accordion.
I want to point the way to something that should forever lure them, when the TV set is broken and the movie is over and the school bell has rung for the last time.
Education is not a product: mark, diploma, job, money-in that order; it is a process, a never-ending one.
Love is the ultimate giving, an expression of one's best self.
I so enjoy being old because for the first time I don't have to do anything-work, teach, study. I feel very good about myself-and at my age I can say no to anything now if I don't want to do it. What a liberating word.