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“Teaching, like any truly human activity, emerges from one's inwardness, for better or worse. As I teach I project the condition of my soul onto my students, my subject, and our way of being together. The entanglements I experience in the classroom are often no more or less than the convolutions of my inner life. Viewed from this angle, teaching holds a mirror to the soul. If I am willing to look in that mirror and not run from what I see, I have a chance to gain self-knowledge-and knowing myself is as crucial to good teaching as knowing my students and my subject.”
Source : Parker J. Palmer, Megan Scribner (2007). “The Courage to Teach Guide for Reflection and Renewal”, p.102, John Wiley & Sons
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“If you have played "six times wrong, one time right" the problem is not quite corrected.”
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“It's proven that how time moves for you depends on where you are in the universe. It's relative to beings and other places. But on the level of being here on earth, if you are aware in a moment, one second can last a year. And if you are unaware, your whole childhood, your whole life can pass by in six seconds. But it’s also such a thing that you can get lost in.”
Source : "Jaden and Willow Smith on Prana Energy, Time and Why School Is Overrated". Interview with Su Wu, tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com. November 17, 2014.
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“I’m actually trying to make sense of the world. There’s nothing cynical or absurd in what I do.”
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“A good city is like a good party - people stay longer than really necessary, because they are enjoying themselves,”
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“There is no such thing as too ordinary to write about, whether that's life or a scene in a novel. What's interesting to people, whether it's memoir or fiction, is the truth.”
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“Managers at [the nuclear] sector should know that we need diplomacy and not slogans, .. This [is] where we should use all our leverages with patience and wisdom, without provocation and slogans that can give pretexts to the enemies.”
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“Enthusiasm moves the world.”
Source : Letter to Mrs Drew, 19 May 1891, in Some Hawarden Letters (1917) ch. 7