Occupation: Writer Birth: December 17, 1908 Death: April 28, 1984
Not just part of us becomes a teacher. It engages the whole self - the woman or man, wife or husband, mother or father, the lover, scholar or artist ….
Education, fundamentally, is the increase of the percentage of the conscious in relation to the unconscious. It must be a developing idea..
Children have two visions, the inner and the outer. Of the two the inner vision is brighter..
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….
I see the mind of the five-year-old as a volcano with two vents: destructiveness and creativeness..
There is only one answer to destructiveness and that is creativity..
It is not so much the content of what one says as the way in which one says it. However important the thing you say, what's the good of it if not hea….
No other job in the world could possibly dispossess one so completely as this job of teaching. You could stand all day in a laundry, for instance, st….
I've got to relearn what I was supposed to have learned..
It's just as possible to live to the full in a narrow corner as it is in bigness..
I am my own Universe, I my own Professor..
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….
There's no such thing beneath the heavens as conditions favorable to art. Art must crash through or perish..
I am inclined to think that eating is a private thing and should be done alone, like other bodily functions..
Love has the quality of informing almost everything - even one's work..
When I teach people, I marry them..
You must be true to yourself. Strong enough to be true to yourself. Brave enough to be strong enough to be true to yourself. Wise enough to be brave ….
The truth is that I am enslaved... in one vast love affair with 70 children..
What a desire! ... to live in peace with that word: Myself..
... 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..
Off fall the wife, the mother, the lover, the teacher, and the violent artist takes over. I am I alone. I belong to no one but myself. I mate with no….