We can surely no longer pretend that our children are growing up into a peaceful, secure, and civilized world. We've come to the point where it's irresponsible to try to protect them from the irrational world they will have to live in when they grow up. The children themselves haven't yet isolated themselves by selfishness and indifference; they do not fall easily into the error of despair; they are considerably braver than most grownups. Our responsibility to them is not to pretend that if we don't look, evil will go away, but to give them weapons against it.

It is possible to suffer and despair an entire lifetime and still not give up the art of laughter.

A new year can begin only because the old year ends.

If it's not good enough for adults, it's not good enough for children. If a book that is going to be marketed for children does not interest me, a grownup, then I am dishonoring the children for whom the book is intended, and I am dishonoring books. And words.

If our love for each other really is participatory, then all other human relationships nourish it; it is inclusive, never exclusive.

Don't try to comprehend with your mind. Your minds are very limited. Use your intuition.

We do have to use our minds as far as they will take us, yet acknowledging that they cannot take us all the way.