I never forgive attacks on my work.

I flung my tongue round like a cat-o'-nine-tails so that my pleasant peaceful infant room became little less than a German concentration camp as I took out on the children what life should have got.

As the blackness of the night recedes so does the nadir of yesterday. The child I am forgets so quickly.

Education, fundamentally, is the increase of the percentage of the conscious in relation to the unconscious. It must be a developing idea.

What a desire! ... to live in peace with that word: Myself.

Love has the quality of informing almost everything - even one's work.

When I teach people, I marry them.