A cake is more than just sugar and flour; it’s a moment of happiness shared.
The life of a writer is absolutely solitary. He has to be alone to do his work.
The only way to do great work is to love what you do.
But the old man thought only of his steering and his great tiredness. He had gone out too far and the sharks had beaten him. He knew they would leave him nothing but the stripped skeleton of his great catch.