Control cannot be called conscience until we are able to take it inside us and make it our own, until--in spite of the fact that the wrongs we have done or imagined will never be punished or known--we nonetheless feel that the clutch in the stomach, that chill upon the soul, that self-inflicted misery called guilt.

We have to divide mother love with our brothers and sisters. Our parents can help us cope with the loss of our dream of absolute love. But they cannot make us believe that we haven't lost it.

Late birds get worms while early birds get tired.

Our daily existence requires both closeness and distance, the wholeness of self, the wholeness of intimacy.

Losing is the price we pay for living. It is also the source of much of our growth and gain.

Because we believe ourselves to be better parents than our parents, we expect to produce better children than they produced.

Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.