What We Don't Know Is Much More

To A Student: Dear Miss - I Have Read About Sixteen Pages Of Your Manuscript . . . I Suffered Exactly The Same Treatment At The Hands Of My Teachers Who Disliked Me For My Independence And Passed Over Me When They Wanted Assistants. . . . Keep Your Manuscript For Your Sons And Daughters, In Order That They May Derive Consolation From It And Not Give A Damn For What Their Teachers Tell Them Or Think Of Them. . . . There Is Too Much Education Altogether.

Common Sense Is The Collection Of Prejudices Acquired By Age Eighteen.

But Without Deeper Reflection One Knows From Daily Life That One Exists For Other People--first Of All For Those Upon Whose Smiles And Well-being Our Own Happiness Is Wholly Dependent, And Then For The Many, Unknown To Us, To Whose Destinies We Are Bound By The Ties Of Sympathy.

A Ship Is Safe At Shore But It's Not Built For That.

Albert Is A Very Poor Student. He Is Mentally Slow, Unsociable And Is Always Daydreaming. He Is Spoiling It For The Rest Of The Class. It Would Be In The Best Interests Of All If He Were Removed From School Immediately.