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...What scientists, not to mention the rest of us, want to know is, Why? What makes us go so loony over love? Why would we bother with this elaborate exercise in fan dances and flirtations, winking and signaling, joy and sorrow? "We have only a very limited understanding of what romance is in a scientific sense," admits John Bancroft, emeritus director of the Kinsey Institute in Bloomington, Ind., a place where they know a thing or two about the way human beings pair up. But that limited understanding is expanding. The more scientists look, the more they're able...
...never stop working. No, even on top of Everest, I was still looking at other mountains and thinking of how to climb them. When we got to the top I didn't really have a tremendous feeling of ecstasy or joy. I didn't leap around, or throw my hands in the air or something. We were tired of course, and I was very much aware of the fact that we had to get safely down the mountain again. I think my major feeling was one of satisfaction, I really did have a feeling of "Well, we've finally made...
...general and thesis advising are not always perfect. But, I also know that this community is made up of human beings who have a lot in common. We are all moved by our love of learning and see ourselves as works in progress. We all experience love and loss, joy and sorrow. We all take our world—both inside and outside our gates—very seriously. And we are all motivated to contribute to making these four years as meaningful as possible...
...after the New Hampshire primary of 1992, I remember having lunch alone in a diner in Manchester, and then, walking along the snowy banks of the Merrimack River, punching the air and yelling, "Yes, yes, yes!" to the lowering sky, for no reason other than the sheer giddy joy at having been part...
...Iowa by Huckabee - a former Baptist minister with a parson's demeanor and a cobra's bite - Romney foundered in New Hampshire on a block of granite named McCain. When the Associated Press called the New Hampshire race shortly after the polls closed, McCain's volunteers screamed for joy, but the candidate's mood was more muted. McCain had spent the previous 24 hours superstitiously re-creating the trappings of his smashing New Hampshire win eight years ago - sleeping in the same hotel room, wearing the same emerald green sweater and so on. "I guess more nostalgia, you know...