Care less for your harvest than for how it is shared and your life will have meaning and your heart will have peace.

Remember to be gentle with yourself and others. We are all children of chance and none can say why some fields will blossom while others lay brown beneath the August sun.

Until you have a son of your own… you will never know the joy, the love beyond feeling that resonates in the heart of a father as he looks upon his son.

Love has its own time, its own season, and its own reasons from coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you.

It is much easier to become a father than to be one.

Remember that you don’t choose love; love chooses you. All you really can do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing then reach out and give it away.

Do not fall prey to the false belief that mastery and domination are synonymous with manliness.

Care less for your harvest than for how it is shared and your life will have meaning and your heart will have peace.