The heart will turn to a prune if love is always by the numbers. How will you know if someone really loves you if they only meet your expectations and not your needs?

We even make ourselves up, fusing what we are with what we wish into what we must become. I'm not sure why it must be so, but it is.

The heart will turn to a prune if love is always by the numbers. How will you know if someone really loves you if they only meet your expectations and not your needs?

All I ever needed to know I learned in kindergarten. Share everything ... Don't hit people ... Clean up your own mess.

I love this child. Red-haired - patient and gentle like her mother - fey and funny like her father. When she giggles I can hear him when he and I were young. I am part of this child. It may be only because we share genes and that therefore smell familiar to each other.... It may be that a part of me lives in her in some important way.... But for now, it's jelly beans and 'Old MacDonald' that unite us.

Children are sent to school to be civilized, to learn to be part of the social enterprise.

This is an exercise in power - the power of mind over matter. If you don't mind being inadequate, it doesn't matter.