My Secret Agenda Is To Convey My

All I Really Need To Know About How To Live And What To Do And How To Be, I Learned In Kindergarten. Wisdom Was Not At The Top Of The Graduate-school Mountain, But There In The Sand Pile At Sunday School.

I'd Like To Speak A Foreign Language Well Enough To Get The Jokes. I'd Like To Talk With Socrates, And Watch Michelangelo Sculpt David. I'd Like To See The World As It Was A Million Years Ago And A Million Years Hence.

Children Are Sent To School To Be Civilized, To Learn To Be Part Of The Social Enterprise.

One Of The Very Few Reasons I Had Any Respect For My Mother When I Was Thirteen Was Because She Would Reach Into The Sink With Her Bare Hands - Bare Hands - And Pick Up That Lethal Gunk And Drop It Into The Garbage. To Top That, I Saw Her Reach Into The Wet Garbage Bag And Fish Around In There Looking For A Lost Teaspoon. Bare Hands - A Kind Of Mad Courage.

To Ponder Is Not To Brood Or Grieve Or Even Meditate. It Is To Wonder At A Deep Level.