Know thyself, or at least keep renewing the acquaintance.

If you ruled out partial successes, there would be no progress at all.

There is a language of love, which is to say, a truth that does not tell all and a lie that does not deceive.

I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.

Are you an artist? Look about you. Is there a physical tool whose use you have mastered, a part of your body that responds utterly to your control? Is your motive esthetic? If so, you are an artist. If not, you are probably a writer.

I say to my child, I will explain to you as much of life as I can, but you must remember that there is a part of life for which you are the explanation.

Death is just another stage of life, although the one you kind of hope comes last.