Smartness runs in my family. When I went to school I was so smart my teacher was in my class for five years.

Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.

I think it is a wonderful opportunity for the school, and several students have already signed up for the class. We will continue to offer this course if students are interested.

I suppose there is no place in the world where snobbery is quite so ever-present or where it is cultivated in such refined and subtle forms as in an English public school. Here at least one cannot say that English ‘education’ fails to do its job. You forget your Latin and Greek within a few months of leaving school — I studied Greek for eight or ten years, and now, at thirty-three, I cannot even repeat the Greek alphabet — but your snobbishness, unless you persistently root it out like the bindweed it is, sticks by you till your grave.

As far as volunteers go, he's kind of in a class by himself.

I was the class clown at school, but at home, my family wasn't very funny.