If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand but let him learn to go alone.
Oh I am very weary Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping...
But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave...
When I really want to be soothed and reminded of why people bother to fiddle with sentences I often read poetry.
