Being An Only Child Is A Disease

Being An Only Child Is A Disease In Itself.

Adolescence As The Time When An Individual ‘recapitulates’ The Savage Stage Of The Race’s Past.

All Possible Truth Is Practical. To Ask Whether Our Conception Of Chair Or Table Corresponds To The Real Chair Or Table Apart From The Uses To Which They May Be Put, Is As Utterly Meaningless And Vain As To Inquire Whether A Musical Tone Is Red Or Yellow. No Other Conceivable Relation Than This Between Ideas And Things Can Exist. The Unknowable Is What I Cannot React Upon. The Active Part Of Our Nature Is Not Only An Essential Part Of Cognition Itself, But It Always Has A Voice In Determining What Shall Be Believed And What Rejected.

Of All Work-schools, A Good Farm Is Probably The Best For Motor Development.

There Is No More Wild, Free, Vigorous Growth Of The Forest, But Everything Is In Pots Or Rows Like A Rococo Garden... The Pupil Is In The Age Of Spontaneous Variation Which At No Period Of Life Is So Great. He Does Not Want A Standardized, Overpeptonized Mental Diet. It Palls On His Appetite.