When I bring you colored toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints

Children are living beings - more living than grown-up people who have built shells of habit around themselves. Therefore it is absolutely necessary for their mental health and development that they should not have mere schools for their lessons, but a world whose guiding spirit is personal love.

From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest.

The child learns so easily because he has a natural gift, but adults, because they are tyrants, ignore natural gifts and say that children must learn through the same process that they learned by. We insist upon forced mental feeding and our lessons

I miss the meaning of my own part in the play of life because I know not the parts that others play

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.