The source of one's joy is also often the source of one's sorrow.
If you want a baby, have a new one. Don't baby the old one.
Teaching is the royal road to learning.
There is no royal path to good writing; and such paths as exist do not lead through neat critical gardens, various as they are, but through the jungles of self, the world, and of craft.
At fourteen you don't need sickness or death for tragedy.
To meet at all, one must open ones eyes to another; and there is no true conversation no matter how many words are spoken, unless the eye, unveiled and listening, opens itself to the other.