In the presence of grandparent and grandchild, past and future merge in the present.

No matter how many communes anybody invents, the family always creeps back.

There is no greater power in the world than the zest of a postmenopausal woman.

It used to be when we said, ''til death do us part,' death parted us pretty soon. That's why marriages used to last forever. Everybody was dead.

Somehow, we have to get older people back close to growing children if we are to restore a sense of community, acquire knowledge of the past, and provide a sense of the future.

I had my father's mind, but he had his mother's mind. Fortunately, his mother lived with us and so I early realized that intellectual abilities of the kind I shared with my father and grandmother were not sex-linked.

We must have...a place where children can have a whole group of adults they can trust.