In The Name Of Motherhood And Fatherhood

Sometimes We Become So Sophisticated We Have To Read The New York Times In Order To Figure Out Whether It's A Hot Or A Rainy Day.

As A Child I Was Taught That To Tell The Truth Was Often Painful. As An Adult I Have Learned That Not To Tell The Truth Is More Painful, And That The Fear Of Telling The Truth - Whatever The Truth May Be - That Fear Is The Most Painful Sensation Of A Moral Life.

To Rescue Our Children We Will Have To Let Them Save Us From The Power We Embody: We Will Have To Trust The Very Difference That They Forever Personify. And We Will Have To Allow Them The Choice, Without Fear Of Death: That They May Come And Do Likewise Or That They May Come And That We Will Follow Them, That A Little Child Will Lead Us Back To The Child We Will Always Be, Vulnerable And Wanting And Hurting For Love And For Beauty.

The Neglected Legacy Of The Sixties Is Just This: Unabashed Moral Certitude, And The Purity -- The Incredibly Outgoing Energy -- Of Righteous Rage.

We Are The Ones We've Been Waiting For.