Danh ngôn của Walt Whitman
He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng tác giả: Walt Whitman
- I say that democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, until it founds and luxuriantly grows its own forms of art, poems, schools, theology, displacing all that exists, or that has been produced anywhere in the past, under opposite influences.
- I see great things in baseball. It's our game - the American game.
- A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
- Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
- And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng chuyên mục: Teacher
- My father, I think he played percussion in high school. My mother played piano when she was very young, but only for a brief while. I don't think she had a great teacher. In any case, neither of them were really into music at a young age.
- In high school, my English teacher Celeste McMenamin introduced me to the great novels and Shakespeare and taught me how to write. Essays, poetry, critical analysis. Writing is a skill that was painful then but a love of mine now.
- Christine Bass was my high school music teacher. She took a program on its last legs and within a few years turned into one of the best programs in the country. Our high school dominated national choir competitions all through her 20-plus year tenure.
- My dad is a chemical engineer, and my mom was a teacher. They were pretty serious about education, but I always thought about things a little bit differently.
- Doo-wop is the true music to me, man. Doo-wop was what nurtured me and grew me into who I am, and I guess even when I was in school, the teacher probably thought I had ADD or something every day, because I'd be beating on the desks, singing like the Flamingos or the Spaniels or Clyde McPhatter or somebody.