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Word: loved (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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There will be receptions for parents in the Harvard Union, which they will undoubtedly want to attend. Parents go for that kind of thing; they love walking around Harvard Yard and babbling over lukewarm coffee about how classy it all is--down to the elite roaches in your bathroom sink. They really mean it when they say it's your school; they think you own it. "Your library is so magnificent!" they squeal. Or, "It says in the paper that a Harvard professor just testified at a Congressional hearing. Aren't you proud?" To which one replies "shift...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Notes From the Underground... | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...thing in common: it was their first night at Harvard. Fifty years hence, the room would remain intact; but this peculiar amalgamation of souls would never come to rejoin--perhaps only later in heaven or hell. But between freshman year, heaven and hell, each would come to love and be what the other sitting beside him would hate and despise. The only thing they all had to cherish at this tiny joint in time was their strangeness, and in time it would all diffuse...

Author: By David A. Demilo, | Title: Of Wolves and Men | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

LOTS OF HARVARD STUDENTS write. In fact, most of them just love to gaze at their own printed words, so they write on an on. For those sybarites of the polysyllabic, these are the Harvard-Radcliffe publications...

Author: By Susan K. Brown, | Title: Sign Up, Please | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...inane lecture followed inane lecture, I realized, with increasing dismay and anger, that this was it. Harvard: a professor mumbling about arcane and vapid subjects, in love with the sound of his own voice, while I sat resentfully, one of hundreds. In sections, wan-looking graduate students droned on and on about trivial points in lectures while pathetically overeager students fell over each other to answer stupid questions. My knowledgeable proctor had screwed up again--he hadn't warned me that huge survey courses are probably the least challenging and most poorly taught classes at Harvard. I felt academically betrayed...

Author: By Susand D. Chira, | Title: Welcome to my Night-mare | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...Much love...

Author: By Susand D. Chira, | Title: Welcome to my Night-mare | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

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