Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.

Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.

An Englishman thinks seated; a Frenchman, standing; an American, pacing; an irishman, afterward.

An Englishman thinks seated; a Frenchman, standing; an American, pacing; an irishman, afterward.

People who say they don't care what people think are usually desperate to have people think they don't care what read more

People who say they don't care what people think are usually desperate to have people think they don't care what people think

The 'how' thinker gets problems solved effectively because he wastes no time with futile 'ifs'.

The 'how' thinker gets problems solved effectively because he wastes no time with futile 'ifs'.

In a completely rational society, the best of us would be teachers and the rest of us would have to read more

In a completely rational society, the best of us would be teachers and the rest of us would have to settle for something else.

If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not read more

If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair.

I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times, the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right.

I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times, the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right.

I cannot teach anybody anything, I can only make them think.

I cannot teach anybody anything, I can only make them think.

I am bourgeois to the core and parochial beyond belief, and yet I am drawn to art and scholarship as read more

I am bourgeois to the core and parochial beyond belief, and yet I am drawn to art and scholarship as my anti-type, my shadow, the voice of distinction I never possessed. I don't think of myself as a teacher so much as an impersonator of profundities, inhabiting the wisdom of texts with the naked confidence that the value of the genius I espouse transcends the particular fraud that I am the one espousing it. And it doesn't even matter to me that no one seems to be listening; those who listen that I don't know about are enough to keep me going--soaring on the wings of borrowed metaphors.