This Isn't A Watercolor, It's A Mural.

I Went Into Harvard One Way And Came Out A Different Person... It's The Air At Harvard; It's Like A Renaissance Court.

Professors Of Classics - Not Even A Professor Of English - Professors Of Classics, They're Something Sacred; It's Almost Like Being A Priest.

Quiet Heroism Or Youthful Idealism, Or Both? What Do We Know? That Life Without Heroism And Idealism Is Not Worth Living - Or That Either Can Be Fatal?

The Pain Of Not Knowing What To Do Was Exceeded Only By That Of Knowing What I Had Done.

Something May Have Been Lost In Translation, But It Certainly Wasn't Love