If the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself.

I am beginning to suspect all elaborate and special systems of education. They seem to me to be built up on the supposition that every child is a kind of idiot who must be taught to think.

You can't touch love, but you can feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.

The immediate future is going to be tragic for all of us unless we find a way of making the vast educational resources of this country serve the true purpose of education, truth and justice.

We imagine that we want to escape our selfish and commonplace existence, but we cling desperately to our chains.

I cannot explain it; but when difficulties arise, I am not perplexed or doubtful. I know how to meet them.

Our material eye cannot see that a stupid chauvinism is driving us from one noisy, destructive, futile agitation to another.