The governments of the great States have two instruments for keeping the people dependent, in fear and obedience: a coarser, the army; and a more refined, the school.

I never really studied business in school. I kind of wish I had, but how boring is that?

I was happy as a child with my toys in my nursery. I been happier every year since I became a man. But this interlude of school makes a somber grey patch upon the chart of my journey. It was a unending spell of worries that did not then seem petty, and of toil uncheered by fruition; a time of discomfort, restriction and purposeless monotony.

How I hated schools, and what a life of anxiety I lived there. I counted the hours to the end of every term, when I should return home.

[I am] horribly entangled with the Ancient Britons, the Romans, the Angles, Saxons and Jutes, all of whom I thought I had escaped from for ever when I left school!

My parents were very strict. They thought boarding school would do me good. So, when I was about seven, I was put in one in India for a while.