If you have heard a Jewish cantor sing, if he has touched you and made your own sorrow seem trivial when compared with his, you will know my feeling when I follow the curves of her profile, like mobile rivers, to their common delta.
People mistake their limitations for high standards.
I am not less poet; I am more conscious of all that I am, am not, and might become.
We start with gifts. Merit comes from what we make of them.
We do not posses imagination enough to sense what we are missing.
The realization of ignorance is the first act of knowing.