We have imagined ourselves a special creation, set apart from other humans. In the last twentieth century, we see that our povertyis as absolute as that of the poorest nations. We have attempted to deny the human condition in our quest for power after power. It would be well for us to rejoin the human race, to accept our essential poverty as a gift, and to share our material wealth with those in need.

We never get to the bottom of ourselves on our own. We discover who we are face to face and side by side with others in work, love and learning.

Leaving home in a sense involves a kind of second birth in which we give birth to ourselves.

The family is in flux, and signs of trouble are widespread. Expectations remain high. But realities are disturbing.

However painful the process of leaving home, for parents and for children, the really frightening thing for both would be the prospect of the child never leaving home.

The problem of the universal is difficult in every case. The universal and the particular can never be separated; they always go hand in hand.

Human culture, in evolutionary terms, moves from episodic, to mimetic, to mythic, to theoretic - that made all kinds of sense. To some extent, ontogeny repeats phylogeny, because children go through something like the same thing.