If i am a liberal arts student

Theresa 2022-01-11 08:01:22

You have to carry on,
With or without wisdom.
You're getting old,
Reading or not reading poems.
You're a mess,
Whether educated or illiterate.
You're lucky,
When you're not messy.

But life never stops ,
Practice it naturally.
Don't intend to check the back cover,
There's no standard answers.

Someone on the forum said that the last three pages of the devastating book that the protagonist must read every time he goes to the bookstore is Michael Cunningham's "The Hours" . So I walked to the bookshelf, took off the book, and read the last three pages two or three times. It seemed that I had accepted the soothing baptism of pessimism between the words, which fits well with this movie.

Being immersed in books is a way of life, and getting out of books is also a way of life. Both the hero’s favorite teacher and the second favourite teacher have their own limitations. They have gone too far for too long. They either go to extremes and are pessimistic and disappointed, or when they get out, they find it difficult to adapt. "Anywhere you don't leave is a prison."

Those great authors are often failed life practitioners. "They were miserable men... Byron was probably the happiest of the lot, only because he put his dick in everything." We look up to them, but do not envy their pain. Don't go too deep paranoidly, look back, throw yourself into life, and improve yourself.

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  • Destin 2022-03-28 09:01:08

    Young friends who haven't gone to college should not choose liberal arts just because they watched this movie

  • Ivah 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    Isn't the professor Stoner in reality?

Liberal Arts quotes

  • Jesse Fisher: What is that? What are you drinking?

    Nat: H to the 2 to the O. You should have some. Gotta stay hydrated.

    Jesse Fisher: [drinks some from his bottle] Thanks.

    [Nat starts to do weird rituals while he touches Jesse's body. Jesse initially looks freaked]

    Nat: You with me, bro?

    [there is a change in Jesse's facial look as he realizes that he likes Nat]

    Jesse Fisher: I like you, Nat. Thanks for being my friend.

    Nat: Easiest thing in the world.

    Jesse Fisher: I enjoyed this. I'm off.

    Nat: You go get her, man.

    Jesse Fisher: Huh... Okay.

    Nat: Be love, man. Be love!

  • Jesse Fisher: Dear Zibby. Even after all these months, I'm still half expecting a letter from you to be sitting in my mailbox. I'm sure you have little left to say to me at this point, but your letters are very much missed. I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry. Any bone headed moves that may have lead to confusion were not malice. That said, I've been feeling lately the stirrings of something I can only call growth. It's a tribute of sorts to say that someone sixteen years my junior helped me to finally start acting my age. A wise man in a red hat once told me: "Everything is okay." I didn't believe him then, but for some reason I'm starting to.