What can be heavier than wealth than freedom?

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.

... of the two kinds of order, the conscious and the unconscious order, only one is real. It's the order in the deep hidden places.

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

We already have so much pressure towards sameness through radio, film and comic outside the school, that we can't afford to do a thing inside that is not toward individual development.

The truth is that I am enslaved... in one vast love affair with 70 children.

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