... good teachers, like Tolstoy's happy families, are alike everywhere.

I am writing this during my lunch period, because I need to reach towards the outside world of sanity, because I am overwhelmed by the sheer weight of the clerical work still to be done, and because at this hour of the morning normal ladies are still sleeping.

People ate bread made of the shells of peas because there was no flour.

And that's it; that's why I want to teach; that's the one and only compensation: to make a permanent difference in the life of a child.

The heart has its reasons; it's the mind that's suspect.

... good teachers, like Tolstoy's happy families, are alike everywhere.

Education can't make us all leaders, but it can teach us which leader to follow.