Let it (what you have written) be kept back until the ninth year. [Lat. , Nonumque prematur in annum. ]
I've gotta keep life and computers separate, or else I'm gonna go mad.
Writing is revision. All prose responds to work.
Don't worry about being worried. You're heading out on an adventure and you can always change your mind along the way and try something else.
I'm going to a commune in Vermont and will deal with no unit of time shorter than a season.
Most teachers have little control over school policy or curriculum or choice of texts or special placement of students, but most have a great deal of autonomy inside the classroom. To a degree shared by only a few other occupations, such as police work, public education rests precariously on the skill and virtue of the people at the bottom of the institutional pyramid.
You do the right thing even if it makes you feel bad. The purpose of life is not to be happy but to be worthy of happiness.
The extent of the atonement is defined by the intent of the atonement.
Note even Jonathan Swift would dare to write a satire in which politicians argued that - in a world where species are vanishing and more than a billion people are barely able to afford to eat - it would somehow be good for the planet to clear rain-forests to grow palm oil, or give up food-crop land to grow biofuels, solely so that people could burn fuel derived from carbohydrate rather than hydrocarbons in their cars, thus driving up the price of food for the poor. Ludicrous is too weak a word for this heinous crime.
I don't have anything against Canadians or Australians.
Last year my wife ran off with the fellow next door and I must admit, I still miss him.