The artist who is not also a craftsman is no good; but, alas, most of our artists are nothing else.
Age merely shows what children we remain.
Everything is hard before it is easy.
There is strong shadow where there is much light.
Being brilliant is no great feat if you respect nothing.
The child, offered the mother's breast, Will not in the beginning grab it; But soon it clings to it with zest. And thus at wisdom's copious breasts You'll drink each day with greater zest.