Attitudes Are Caught, Not Taught.

It's Not The Honors And The Prizes And The Fancy Outsides Of Life Which Ultimately Nourish Our Souls. It's The Knowing That We Can Be Trusted, That We Never Have To Fear The Truth, That The Bedrock Of Our Very Being Is Good Stuff.

Kids Can Spot A Phony A Mile Away.

The Connections We Make In The Course Of A Life--maybe That's What Heaven Is.

My Hunch Is That If We Allow Ourselves To Give Who We Really Are To The Children In Our Care, We Will In Some Way Inspire Cartwheels In Their Hearts.

Most Of Us, I Believe, Admire Strength. It's Something We Tend To Respect In Others, Desire For Ourselves, And Wish For Our Children. Sometimes, Though, I Wonder If We Confuse Strength With Other Words—like 'aggression' And Even 'violence'. Real Strength Is Neither Male Nor Female; But It Is, Quite Simply, One Of The Finest Characteristics That A Human Being Can Possess.