If only he wouldn't! "After he leaves school of course he will go to the university," she said.
"That's right," he agreed emphatically, and pursued a little wistfully: "Now, that's what I was cheated out of, and there've been times when I'd have given my right arm to have been through college instead of having to keep my mouth shut and then run home and look up the meaning of things in an encyclopdia.

It's a handicap, not knowing things.

Nobody who hasn't had to get along in spite of, it knows what a darned handicap it is!" "But you read, don't you ?" "Not much.

Never had time to form the habit.

But I've read Shakespeare--at least I've read Julius Csar six times," he explained.
"I had it in the desert once where there wasn't a newspaper for two months.