No one and nothing can harm us, child, except what we fear and love.

All fires burn out at last.

I was sent to a school because my father was already aware that his days were numbered, and he was anxious for me to acquire a good education and follow in his footsteps.

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

The morality code that remains after the religion that produced it is rejected is like the perfume that lingers in an empty bottle.

No one and nothing can harm us, child, except what we fear and love.

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