The-Conquest-of-Happiness-by-Bertrand-Russell

has been purged by gentleness of all tendency
towards tyranny can give a joy more exquisite,
more tender, more capable of transmuting the base
metal of daily life into the pure gold of mystic
ecstasy, than any emotion that is possible to the
man still fighting and struggling to maintain his
ascendancy in this slippery world.
While I attach a very high value to the parental
emotion, I do not draw the inference, which is too
commonly drawn, that mothers should do as much
as possible themselves for their children. There is
a convention on this subject which was all very
well in the days when nothing was known about the
care of children except the unscientific odds and
ends that old women handed on to younger ones.
Nowadays there is a great deal in the care of
children which is best done by those who have
made a special study of some department of this
subject. In relation to that part of their education
which is called ‘education’ this is recognised. A
mother is not expected to teach her son the
calculus, however much she may love him. So far