Generosity is often the stalking horse of control.

I have no home but me.

I have slowly come to realize that a family is composed of people who are teaching one another.

I come to the point of using steel, and simply cannot. It's like the marriage proposal of a perfectly eligible man who just isn't loveable. It is wood I love.

the knowledge of personal failure ... is the invaluable predicate of all honest compassion.

January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.

The finest teaching touches in a student a spring neither teacher nor student could possibly have preconceived.