If family violence teaches children that might makes right at home, how will we hope to cure the futile impulse to solve worldly conflicts with force?

We need old friends to help us grow old and new friends to help us stay young.

I used to anticipate my childhood birthday parties as if each were an annual coronation. Like most kids, I loved sitting at the head of the table with a crown on my head.

If the family were a fruit, it would be an orange, a circle of sections, held together but separable - each segment distinct.

Friends seem to be like aspirin; we don't really know why they make a sick person feel better, but they do.

What I often say to people who are quick to say I’m not a feminist is if you think you’re not a feminist, give it all back.

Apathy is the self-defense of the powerless.