"Put every great teacher in a room, and they'd agree about everything, but put their disciples in there and they'd argue about everything."

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What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? Young son, it argues a distemper'd head So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed: Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie; But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign.

— William Shakespeare