T he true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence. He inspires self-distrust. He guides their eyes from himself to the spirit that quickens him. He will have no disciple. And I trust to him armed with his primer against the soldier in full military array.
Cooking is a pleasant diversion.
Putting up a retaining wall is a lark. But teaching is like climbing a mountain. Because we are conscious that he is not quite at his ease in ours. He is awkward, and out of place in the society of his equals. In our system, she must become a passive, much more than an active, influence, and her passivity shall be composed of anxious scientific curiosity and of absolute respect for the phenomenon which she wishes to observe.