A comforting acquaintance, hope, a contagious thing like spring, inebriating like lager.

There is only one answer to destructiveness and that is creativity.

It's just as possible to live to the full in a narrow corner as it is in bigness.

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.

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

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

How much of my true self I camouflage and choke in order to commend myself to him, denying the fullness of me. How often have I paraded sweetness and interest when I felt otherwise; pretended to take careful leave of him on many an occasion when I would rather have walked right out. How I've toned myself down, diluted myself to maintain his approval.