Example isn't another way to teach, it is the only way to teach.
It is the supreme art of the teacher to awaken joy in creative expression and knowledge.
You teach me baseball and I'll teach you relativity. . . . No we must not. You will learn about relativity faster than I learn baseball.
There is no teaching until the pupil is brought into the same state or principle in which you are; a transfusion takes place; he is you, and you are he; there is a teaching; and by no unfriendly chance or bad company can he ever quite lose the benefit.
Instruction does not prevent waste of time or mistakes; and mistakes themselves are often the best teachers of all.
Good teaching is one-fourth preparation and three-fourths theater.
To teach is to learn twice.
Most subjects at universities are taught for no other purpose than that they may be retaught when the students become teachers.
He who can, does. He who cannot, teaches.
To teach is to learn twice.
The teacher is one who makes two ideas grow where only one grew before.
Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.
A high-school teacher, afer all, is a person deputized by the rest of us to explain to the young what sort of world they are living in, and to defend, if possible, the part their elders are playing in it.
To be good is noble, but to teach others how to be good is nobler--and less trouble.
Individual commitment to a group effortâthat is what makes a team work, a company work, a society work, a civilization work.
Teamwork is the ability to work together toward a common vision. The ability to direct individual accomplishment toward organizational objectives. It is the fuel that allows common people to attain uncommon results.
Talent wins games, but teamwork and intelligence win championships.
One man can be a crucial ingredient on a team, but one man cannot make a team.
Fountains of tears. [Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]
Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay, And serve the Potter as he turn his wheel, I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!
A child of those tears. [Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
And friends, dear friends,--when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And gone my bier ye come to weep, Let One, most loving of you all, Say, "Not a tear must o'er her fall; He giveth His beloved sleep."
Thank God for grace, Ye who weep only! If, as some have done, Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place And touch but tombs,--look up! Those tears will run Soon in long rivers down the lifted face, And leave the vision clear for stars and sun.
So bright the tear in Beauty's eye, Love half regrets to kiss it dry.
Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear-- In woman's eye the unanswerable tear! That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue--at once her spear and shield.