I believe there is a hero in each of us. The best books are the ones that remind us of who we already are and empower us to embrace our own story.

Something wrong with your child? Feed them and put them to bed. Something wrong with your man? Feed him and take him to bed. Lady Jeeha "Wolf Dawn

I wondered then why children played so in the river, but adults ceased to see it with the same eyes. Why couldn't we embrace such simple joys?

Upon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams...

I got my dad a great father's Day present. He called to say: 'Ach. Zis present is so good I now think it vas almost vorth having children.

It was nice to hear the voices of little children at play, provided you took care to be far enough away not to hear what they were actually saying.

Stories arrest us. Parents use stories to capture the attention of active children. Preachers use stories to capture the attention of sleepy adults.

Not to do as the child wishes would be wrong because he is born on a path, and it would be evil, a crime against nature to make him deny his spirit.

Sometimes it seemed difficult for the adults in Sophie's life to tell between 'carried away' and 'absolutely correct but unbelieved.

There was a time when we expected nothing of our children but obedience, as opposed to the present, when we expect everything of them but obedience.

You know that person on your left shoulder who tells you that you can't do it or that you're not good enough? Tell that person to GET LOST!

Every child born into the world has a divine mission to fulfill.As the child grows into adulthood, he or she must act to fulfill the divine mission.

In their innocence, very young children know themselves to be light and love. If we will allow them, they can teach us to see ourselves the same way.

I really love to read bedtime story for my kids before they fall asleep.Making them so excited and inspired, it's truly my favorite quality time.

Go on, glare your eyes at me, and cry and plead, and talk tome about money and what it can buy. But it can't buy back a child once he's dead!