We live in a culture that paces itself to the speed of machines. We are trying like good little robots to match our speed with theirs. Humans cannot move at the same rate as machines. When we attempt to, we lose contact with our own humanness.

Our limbic system sets the mind's emotional tone and stores our highly charged emotional memories.

Accumulating years in the act of living is no guarantee of maturity. In fact, it is possible to be born, grow old and die without ever maturing.

All the wisdom in the world cannot put in one's heart the love one yearned for as a small child.

We live in a culture that paces itself to the speed of machines. We are trying like good little robots to match our speed with theirs. Humans cannot move at the same rate as machines. When we attempt to, we lose contact with our own humanness.

Shame is quicksand on the path to soul.

There is no wisdom without mastery over the mystery of our internal world, the world that opens the door to understanding others.