. . . in all our efforts to provide "advantages" we have actually produced the busiest, most competitive, highly pressured and over-organized generation of youngsters in our history and possibly the unhappiest.

When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth to death - ourselves.

Every generation wants to be the last. Every generation hates the next trend in music they can't understand. We hate to give up those reins of our culture. To find our own music playing in elevators. The ballad for our revolution, turned into background music for a television commercial. To find our generation's clothes and hair suddenly retro.

We need to remember across generations that there is as much to learn as there is to teach.

Every generation needs a new revolution.

Our tastes greatly alter. The lad does not care for the child's rattle, and the old man does not care for the young man's whore.