When you see a great teacher, you are seeing a work of art.

I want to be a children’s hero… Children need heroes because heroes give hope; without hope they have no future.

You have to be prepared to think outside the box...Stand back and think about what we could do creativity. We've got to do that to push the field forward.

It's easy to have faith when everything is going great. The real test of faith is when you're facing something that only your faith in God will get you through.

Build an organization that can tackle the tough things and keep moving.

Education is the only billion dollar industry that tolerates abject failure.

Osama Bin Laden is not going to come here and destroy America. Our education system is doing that just fine.

Boys want to grow up to be like their male role models. And boys who grow up in homes with absent fathers search the hardest to figure out what it means to be male.

When I was growing up, kids used to talk about snitching... It never extended as a cultural norm outside of the gangsters.

Let's stop teaching to the middle and start teaching to the student.

Many schools today are sacrificing social studies, the arts and physical education so children can cover basic subjects like math, English and science.

Maybe life should be about more than just surviving.

My mom was a teacher - I have the greatest respect for the profession - we need great teachers - not poor or mediocre ones.

Just like a good drama, the human brain runs on conflict.

Family life got better and we got our car back - as soon as we put 'I love Mom' on the license plate.

The survival of the fittest is going to make some man very lonesome some day.

If my love can hold you, I'll keep you with me.

Well, we have theatrical parties. It's not me singing. People like to get up and jam on the piano.

I am who I am in the eyes of God- nothing more and nothing less.

Everything rises but to fall, and increases but to decay.

What joy have I in June's return? My feet are parched-my eyeballs burn, I scent no flowery gust; But faint the flagging zephyr springs, With dry Macadam on its wings, And turns me 'dust to dust.'