When I was a child I thought as a child. But now I have put away childish things. Now I must seek in other realms. I must keep after this object in new ways. I must be scientific.
It’s hard at times, but it makes a kid strong in ways that most people can’t understand. Teaches them that even though people are left behind, new ones will inevitably take their place; that every place has something good—and bad—to offer. It makes a kid grow up fast.
In the child, consciousness rises out of the depths of unconscious psychic life, at first like separate islands, which gradually unite to form a “continent,” a continuous land-mass of consciousness. Progressive mental development means, in effect, extension of consciousness.
Every child is to a certain extent a genius, and every genius to a certain extent a child.[Jedes Kind gewissermaaßen ein Genie, und jedes Genie gewissermaaßen ein Kind.]
Did anyone really know their child? Your child was a little stranger, constantly changing, disappearing and reintroducing himself to you. New personality traits could appear overnight.
When you argue with a child, you give a good argument and the child says yah, yah! You understand him and he doesn’t listen, so the child wins.
What is a child, monsieur, but the image of two beings, the fruit of two sentiments spontaneously blended?[Un enfant, monsieur, n’est-il pas l’image de deux êtres, le fruit de deux sentiments librement confondus?]
Want to know the best thing about teaching? Seeing that moment when a kid discovers his or her gift. There’s no feeling on earth like it.
Think of the depressing contrast between the radiant intelligence of a healthy child and the feeble intellectual powers of the average adult.[Denken Sie an den betrübenden Kontrast zwischen der strahlenden Intelligenz eines gesunden Kindes und der Denkschwäche des durchschnittlichen Erwachsenen.]