I rolled myself up into a tight ball of resistance and it was thus that I went through my school years.

All fires burn out at last.

Tis well when we dare not do a thing we think is not good and fair; but not so well when we think a thing not good and fair because we dare not do it.

All my days I have longed equally to travel the right road and to take my own errant path.

The reason why I hated school so intensely [was that] it interfered with my freedom.

One cannot escape dogmas—those who hold most firmly to dogmas today are those whose only dogma is that dogmas should be feared like the plague.

I hated school so intensely. It interfered with my freedom. I avoided the discipline by an elaborate technique of being absent-minded during classes.