The twig is so easily bended
I have banished the rule and the rod:
I have taught read more

The twig is so easily bended
I have banished the rule and the rod:
I have taught them the goodness of knowledge,
They have taught me the goodness of God;
My heart is the dungeon of darkness,
When I shut them for breaking a rule;
My frown is sufficient correction;
My love is the law of the school.

My mother would say it is literally ghost writers
who come to me
(Tan is the author of what became read more

My mother would say it is literally ghost writers
who come to me
(Tan is the author of what became The Joy Luck Club).

Nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

Nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

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.

Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy read more

Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy lies the heads of all that rule,
His worst of all whose kingdom is a school.
Supreme he sits; before the awful frown
That binds his brows the boldest eye goes down;
Not more submissive Israel heard and saw
At Sinai's foot the Giver of the Law.

The first duty of a lecturer--to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up read more

The first duty of a lecturer--to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up between the pages of your notebooks and keep on the mantlepiece forever.

The man who can make hard things easy is the educator.

The man who can make hard things easy is the educator.

O ye! who teach the ingenious youth of nations,
Holland, France, England, Germany or Spain,
I pray read more

O ye! who teach the ingenious youth of nations,
Holland, France, England, Germany or Spain,
I pray ye flog them upon all occasions,
It mends their morals, never mind the pain.

Full well they laughed, with counterfeited glee,
At all his jokes, for many a joke had he:
read more

Full well they laughed, with counterfeited glee,
At all his jokes, for many a joke had he:
Full well the busy whisper, circling round,
Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd.