Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place, but there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around.

Some days you must learn a great deal. But you should also have days when you allow what is already in you to swell up and touch everything. If you never let that happen, then you just accumulate facts, and they begin to rattle around inside of you.

Kids want acceptance from their peers, but in two different, opposing ways: They want to be like everyone else and they want to be different from everyone else. So the question is: How do you reconcile these opposing longings?

Sometimes silence is a habit that hurts?

Because way down deep they know that civilized people have to preserve rare birds.

Talk was like the vitamins of our friendship: Large daily doses kept it healthy.

I am convinced that not only do children need children's books to fine-tune their brains, but our civilization needs them if we are not going to unplug ourselves from our collective past.