Neuroligacally, human beings haven't caught up with today's overstimulating environment. Getting kids out in nature can make a difference.

One of the great tragedies in human life is to be born a male and not be guided toward the value of a man.

If Huck Finn or Tom Sawyer were alive today, we’d say they had ADD or a conduct disorder. They [boys] are who they are, and we need to love them for who they are. Let’s not try to rewire them.

If we want boys to succeed, we need to bring them back to education by making education relevant to them and bring in more service learning and vocational education.

Classrooms keep getting set up more and more around the verbal and less around the kinesthetic and active. They are increasingly becoming environments that favour the girls' brain.

Father's Day is hopefully a time when the culture says, 'This is our moment to look at who our men and boys are.'

Most teachers are not trained in how boys and girls learn differently.

There is no single way to educate.

A mother's job... is very much to hold back the coming of manhood.

The quickest way to create a boy or man who lacks compassion is to judge and shame his feelings.

All over the world when you test men and women for facial cue recognition, women test... better. Its a negotiation tool.

People want things to be complicated, but they have to love themselves first and then each other and then it will seed everywhere

Denial is a seductive ruse of our own making, force-fitting our agendas by forcing out truth all because we bent to fear rather than bowed to God.

Kiss me back into place and remind me why we can't be together.

Two different things. Work is survival, and love sustains you. You have work anytime. But love? Not always.

I don't wish to treat you like an inferior: that is (correcting himself), I claim only such superiority as must result from twenty years' difference in age and a century's advance in experience.

Though a man declares himself an atheist, it in no way alters his obligations.

Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz

I would be happy to run a race with Hillary Clinton any time.

The screech-owl, with ill-boding cry, Portends strange things, old women say; Stops every fool that passes by, And frights the school-boy from his play.

Part of the particular interest and beauty of science fiction and fantasy: writer and reader collaborate in world-making.