The appalling thing about war is that it kills all love of truth.

The person upon whom the schoolboys' attention centred was, of course, the Headmaster.

Any feeling that I was enriching my mind from those surrounding me was unfortunately rare with me.

I was a town child, it is true, but that did not prevent me enjoying open-air life, with plants and animals.

I was always hearing that I was pale and thin and small.

School is a foretaste of life.

The Danish glee: the national version of cheerfulness.