My mind withdrew its thoughts from experience, extracting itself from the contradictory throng of sensuous images, that it might find out what that light was wherein it was bathed... And thus, with the flash of one hurried glance, it attained to the vision of That Which Is.

Screaming at children over their grades, especially to the point of the child's tears, is child abuse, pure and simple. It's not funny and it's not good parenting. It is a crushing, scarring, disastrous experience for the child. It isn't the least bit funny.

Experience does not err. Only your judgments err by expecting from her what is not in her power.

Follow that will and that way which experience confirms to be your own.

Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works.