He had an uncanny way of throwing her back on to essentials.

"None stronger than myself." "Will you take me as a friend?
I'm strong enough," said Sypher.
"Willingly," she said, dominated by his earnestness.
"That's good.

I may be able to help you when you've found your vocation.

I can tell you, at any rate, how to get to what you want.

You've just got to keep a thing in view and go for it and never let your eyes wander to right or left or up or down.