Any body can have a brain. That's a very mediocre commodity. Every pusillanimous creature that crawls the earth or slinks through slimy seas has a brain. But back where I come from, we have Universities, seats of great learning where men go to become great thinkers. And when they come out, they think deep thoughts with no more brains than you have. But they have one thing that you haven't got: a diploma.
Having once decided to achieve a certain task, achieve it at all costs of tedium and distaste. The gain in self-confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labor is immense.
Human beings are the only creatures that allow their children to come back home.
I've learned that your college friends become kind of family, you eat together, you take naps together, fight, laugh, cry, and do absolutely nothing together until you can't remember how you ever lived your life without them in the first place.
You are only young once, after that you have to think of another excuse
A professor is one who talks in someone else's sleep.
College is the fountain of knowledge and the students are there to drink.
(A perfect quote for a college party page!)
Education is that which remains when one has forgotten everything learned in school.
Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
Friends don't let friends drink and type!
I've had the time of my life, and I owe it all to you.
It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
Let's find a bar so dark we forget who we are and all the scars of the 'never's and 'maybe's die. Let's go out tonight!
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some to be chewed on and digested.
The days are long but the years are short.
The life which is unexamined is not worth living.
The price one pays for pursuing any profession or calling is an intimate knowledge of its ugly side.
The quality of a university is measured more by the kind of student it turns out than the kind it takes in.
To days of inspiration, playing hookey, making something out of nothing. The need to express, to communicate. To going against the grain, going insane, going mad.
To loving tension, no pension, to more then one dimension. To starving for attention, hating convention, hating pretension. Not to mention, of course, hating dear old mom and dad.
To riding your bike mid-day past the three piece suits. To fruits. To no absolutes. To Absolut. To choice. To the Village Voice. To any passing fad.
To being an 'us' for once instead of a 'them'.
Viva La Vie Bohem!
You Can pay for school but...You Can't pay for class!
“You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So, stay out late. Go out on a Tuesday with your friends when you have a paper due Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does...”