The ideal mother, like the ideal marriage, is a fiction.

Education, like neurosis, begins at home.

Outstanding beauty, like outstanding gifts of any kind, tends to get in the way of normal emotional development, and thus of that particular success in life which we call happiness.

There is nobody as enslaved as the fanatic, the person in whom one impulse, one value, has assumed ascendancy over all others.

It is impossible for any woman to love her children twenty-four hours a day.

Society is a kind of parent to its members. If it, and they, are to thrive, its values must be clear, coherent and generally acceptable.

Our unconscious is like a vast subterranean factory with intricate machinery that is never idle, where work goes on day and night from the time we are born until the moment of our death.

Marriage, in my view, should be a balanced stalemate between equal adversaries.

The receding perspective of my past smothers my present. Remembering is the malignancy that feasts on my now.

Times of sadness are the very moment to laugh and laugh greatly.

The more you worry, the more you throw off the delicate balance of hormones required for health.

I just pay attention to what's in my head. That's my number-one rule.

We have to remember that our defense is not just a commitment of money, it is a commitment of will.

What shall he fear that does not fear death.

Silent gratitude isn't very much to anyone.

I often think of a poem as a door that opens into a room where I want to go.

Shakespeare's taught me that there are more words in the English language than I have got in my head.