Our material eye cannot see that a stupid chauvinism is driving us from one noisy, destructive, futile agitation to another.
I cannot explain it; but when difficulties arise, I am not perplexed or doubtful. I know how to meet them.
We are afraid of ideas, of experimenting, of change. We shrink from thinking a problem through to a logical conclusion.
I need a teacher quite as much as Helen. I know the education of this child will be the distinguishing event of my life, if I have the brains and perseverance to accomplish it.
Certain periods in history suddenly lift humanity to an observation point where a clear light falls upon a world previously dark.
A strenuous effort must be made to train young people to think for themselves and take independent charge of their lives.
I have thought about it a great deal, and the more I think, the more certain I am that obedience is the gateway through which knowledge, yes, and love, too, enter the mind of the child.
We imagine that we want to escape our selfish and commonplace existence, but we cling desperately to our chains.
It is a rare privilege to watch the birth, growth, and first feeble struggles of a living mind; this privilege is mine.
The truth is not wonderful enough to suit the newspapers; so they enlarge upon it, and invent ridiculous embellishments.