Manuals have their uses ... but they are not to be confused with living.

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

I'm good at doing the laundry. At least that. And it's a religious experience...Water, earth, fire-polarities of wet and dry, hot and cold, dirty and clean. The great cycles-round and round-beginning and end-Alpha and Omega, amen.

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.

It will be a great day when our schools have all the money they need, and our air force has to have a bake-sale to buy a bomber.

Clean up your own mess.

Love is a fabric which never fades, no matter how often it is washed in the water of adversity and grief.