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If I Had A Child Of School Age, I Would Send Him To One Of The Waldorf Schools.

I Seem To Have The Blind Self-acceptance Of The Eccentric Who Can't Conceive That His Eccentricities Are Not Clearly Understood.

It's Usually The Selfish People Who Are Loved The Most. They Do What You Deny Yourself, And You Love Them For It. You Give Them Your Heart.

When The Striving Ceases, There Is Life Waiting As A Gift.

You Have, Like The External World, Your Own Phenomena Inside.