If you tell folks you're a college student, folks are so impressed. You can be a student in anything and not have to know anything. Just say toxicology or marine biokinesis, and the person you're talking to will change the subject to himself. If this doesn't work, mention the neural synapses of embryonic pigeons.
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Students now arrive at the university ignorant and cynical about our political heritage, lacking the wherewithal to be either inspired read more
Students now arrive at the university ignorant and cynical about our political heritage, lacking the wherewithal to be either inspired by it or seriously critical of it
Take the attitude of a student, never be too big to ask questions, never know too much to learn something read more
Take the attitude of a student, never be too big to ask questions, never know too much to learn something new.
Responsibility for learning belongs to the student, regardless of age
Responsibility for learning belongs to the student, regardless of age
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
The scholar who cherishes the love of comfort, is not fit to be
deemed a scholar.
The scholar who cherishes the love of comfort, is not fit to be
deemed a scholar.
No one who cannot rejoice in the discovery of his own mistakes deserves to be called a scholar
No one who cannot rejoice in the discovery of his own mistakes deserves to be called a scholar
Strange to the world, he wore a bashful look,
The fields his study, nature was his book.
Strange to the world, he wore a bashful look,
The fields his study, nature was his book.
And with unwearied fingers drawing out
The lines of life, from living knowledge hid.
And with unwearied fingers drawing out
The lines of life, from living knowledge hid.
Rocking on a lazy billow
With roaming eyes,
Cushioned on a dreamy pillow,
Thou read more
Rocking on a lazy billow
With roaming eyes,
Cushioned on a dreamy pillow,
Thou art now wise.
Wake the power within thee slumbering,
Trim the plot that's in thy keeping,
Thou wilt bless the task when reaping
Sweet labour's prize.
