There is too much undissolved wrath and punishment in most religions.

Nature does not demand that we be perfect. It requires only that we grow.

Maturity is achieved when a person accepts life as full of tension.

Excessive competitiveness, anxiety, hostility, suspiciousness, all originate in the nursery years. That is why, if we want a world of peace and not violence, love and not hate, cooperation and not murder, justice and not selfishness, we have to learn how to make childhood more happy. No nobler task could be pursued by our generation.

The moment comes when the great nurse, death, takes a human, the child, by the hand and quietly says, "It is time to go home. Night is coming. It is your bedtime, child of earth. Come; you're tired. Lie down at last in the quiet nursery of nature and sleep. Sleep well. The day is gone. Stars shine in the canopy of eternity."

Self-understanding rather than self-condemnation is the way to inner peace and mature conscience.

Treasure each other in the recognition that we do not know how long we shall have each other.