A teacher who is attempting to teach without inspiring the pupil with a desire to learn is hammering on cold iron.

The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called 'truth'.

The teacher is the one who gets the most out of the lessons and the true teacher is the learner.

There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies.

Most of us end up with no more than five or six people who remember us. Teachers have thousands of people who remember them for the rest of their lives.

If you think your teacher is tough wait until you get a boss. He doesn't have tenure.

Those who know how to think need no teachers.

One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers but with gratitude to those who touched our human feelings. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.

What a blind person needs is not a teacher but another self.

You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.