There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
Misfortune had made Lily supple instead of hardening her, and a pliable substance is less easy to break than a stiff one.
To be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?
Life is the only real counselor; wisdom unfiltered through personal experience does not become a part of the moral tissue.
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.