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Hagrid. You live in a wooden house!
This place is going to be destroyed in the morning. The cleanup crew is going to be busy."
"You have a cleanup crew?"
"Yeah", he smiled, "We call them freshmen.
Look down your shirt and spell attic.
I ended up rooming in a dorm that was basically a solid wall of female scientists. And every Wednesday, we would all watch "Star Trek: Next Generation."
College mostly makes people like bladders -
just good for nothing but t' hold the stuff as is poured into 'em.
Who the shit is Otis?
a squatter in the ruins of empire,
I used to be a regular college student and now I go all over the country and stay at really nice hotels.
S. J. Keyser is a shrewd and insightful observer of academe. His experiences in three universities, Brandeis, UMass, and MIT, enrich his perspectives about the way universities work, and his exploration of the culture of MIT is brilliant.
I don't know how, but the dormitory smells like sleep - like laundry and shoes and night sweats and morning coffee.
I'm a Berliner - fast, loud, obnoxious, industrious, brutally open.
College is a singular opportunity to rummage through and luxuriate in ideas, to give your brain a vigorous workout and your soul a thorough investigation, to realize how very large the world is and to contemplate your desired place in it.
Ballycumber (ba-li-KUM-ber) n.
One of the six half-read books lying somewhere in your bed.
This was one of those non-glamorous parts about college that people never tell you about - worrying that the dilapidated apartment hosting a party would fall apart with you in it.
go-go hall on my way home from school.
Briar Greyson, in the bedroom, with the letter opener.
Blasted doorknob of a kender
Forest University
Musical beds is the faculty sport around here.
This is the room of the wolfmother wallpaper.
Mishmar. Your father's hellish prison he cobbled together from the remains of office buildings from Omaha, which he destroyed. The Mishmar that's stuffed to the brink with mutated vampires. That Mishmar." "Yes." "You
Crowded hallways, are the loneliest places, for outcasts and rebels,or anyone who just dares to be different.
TEACHER
Next. Hey, Ned exclaimed --
STUDENT
Ey, Ned asclaimed --
TEACHER
Let's boil --
STUDENT
Let's boil --
TEACHER
The wolverines.
The new is a guest in the house of the old.
Professor Branestawm
STUDENTS OUT OF BED! STUDENTS OUT OF BED IN THE CHARMS CORRIDOR!
That's where I spent of lot of my high-school years
in the closet. It wasn't too cramped, but you do get really hot.
I'm staying here tonight. I can bunk on the floor. (Nathan)
What if I say no? (Terri)
I'll just break in after you go to sleep and still bunk on the floor. (Nathan)
You're supposed to be Easterns' ladies man. I'm not getting the full freshman experience they promised in the brochure.
Where's my bed?!" Dairine shrieked.
"It's on Pluto," Nita said. "On the winter side, somewhere nice and dark and quiet, where you won't find it if you look all day-which you're not going to have time to do, becaus you'll be in school.
It hadn't been Ryker's room for a few months now.
Is he a sophomore?" Lydia says. "Please tell me he's in our grade."
"I don't know," I say.
"But weren't you there when he came to the office?" Peyton says.
"The secretary didn't get out her bullhorn and announce what grade he's in. She just took him to meet Headmaster Perkins.
I need to use the little praetors' room.
Large Professor, none greater none fresher,
Won't fold under pressure ... grew up down the road from Fran Drescher.
Rook. You fit me. When I saw you crouching in that stairwell last week I felt like I knew you. You stopped me dead in my tracks, you wiped my mind.
An almost seismic sense of expectation emanates from a college campus. That is the true elixir of youth: the grand, the glorious, the magnificent hopes and dreams because all things - all things - are yet possible.
I am a Rambling Wreck from Georgia Tech.
As though I had displeased the gods with my erotic hubris, I managed to be the only bisexual girl in the history of colleges who failed to arouse the interest of the campus queers immediately upon setting foot in the dorms.
While the builders worked on the cottage, Hugh lived in what used to be the stable but was later converted into a guesthouse, the kind you'd have if you wanted to either discourage guests or contain them in one spot while slowly depressing them to death.
Son, you walked into the den of a master. If you aren't able to extol the virtues of your mattress, Mara will guide you to one that you are. So, while you're here, you need to let Mara show you our Spring Deluxe
Bohemian - a respectable sort of tramp.
You realize we're all going to go to college as virgins. They probably have special dorms for people like us.
I'll be here when you return."
"I fixed my door. You'll need a key."
"I'll take good care of it."
"What if I won't give it to you?"
"Then I'll break the door again."
"This dormitory makes me feel so safe.
the middle of the guest room at the Blue Lake Historical
I love college life.
I had a classmate who fitted for college by the lamps of a lighthouse, which was more light, we think, than the University afforded.
Colleges are like old-age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges.
the spare bedroom?
A thinker is a person.
Rioter: a person who wants dinner, and needs a TV to eat it with.
Set foot on the campus and it changes you forever. It's ... "
He paused like he was searching for the right word, something I'd never seen him do before."
"It's Nerdvana!" he finally declared.
I am, and ever will be, a white-socks, pocket-protector, nerdy engineer, born under the second law of thermodynamics, steeped in steam tables, in love with free-body diagrams, transformed by Laplace and propelled by compressible flow.
I too turned to Webster's Dictionary and it defined Harvard University as a season for gathering crops.
Students out of bed! Students in the corridors!" "They're supposed to be, you blithering idiot!
VISITORS FROM THE HALL.
steward, bailiff, falconer, houndmaster
The front room of his house was what I called 'untidy chic'. Prefects weren't subject to the same Rules on room tidiness, but since no one really enjoyed clutter, a certain style of ordered untidiness was generally considered de couleur for a prefect's room.
What a mysterious faculty is that queen of the faculties!
Princeton University's campus environment presents unique challenges and opportunities for architecture to act as a social condenser.
College is a place to keep warm between high school and an early marriage.
What inn is this
Where for the night
Peculiar traveller comes?
Who is the landlord?
Where are the maids?
Behold, what curious rooms!
No ruddy fires on the hearth,
No brimming tankards flow.
Necromancer, landlord,
Who are these below?
StocktontoMalone
They stayed with my mum."
"That's ... weird."
"Not really. Mum is cool, easy to get along with."
I raise a teasing eyebrow. "So where did YOU guys stay?"
"Where we always stay." He stares back solemnly. "In our very separate dormitories.
Lessee ... he'd gone off after the funeral and gotten drunk. No, not drunk, another word, ended with "er." Drunker. that was it.
Home is where the college student home for the holidays isn't.
Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U- Niversity of Gottingen.
I was the class innuendist.
The cool, lithe, cynical, and unconquered lord of the housetops.
You know, this is what I've always thought a college should look like.
Every professor worth his PhD should have a fireplace in his study.
Dear Commendatory Roomers, you have no idea how many people-serious, decently behaved, cultivated people- go looking for the company of whores
A voluminous, prosaick, and drivelling Monk.
When Constance was born, Aunt Glo named her after the dormitory she lived in at college: Constance Hall.
I don't bring anything expensive to the dorms.
The dining hall in our section of campus was like something out of an Ayn Rand novel: big, utilitarian, and impersonal.
You are a fridge with wings. We're freaking ballet dancers.
What is the student but a lover courting a fickle mistress who ever eludes his grasp?
Every winter, I'm a sexy academic deconstructionist. And in the summer, it's normally Brigitte Bardot on holiday in the 1950s.
Go to bed, you fool," Calcifer said sleepily. "You're drunk."
"Who, me?" said Howl. "I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober." He got up and stalked upstairs, feeling for the wall as if he thought it might escape him unless he kept in touch with it. His bedroom door did escape him.
This is a haiku
Haiku's don't have to make sense
Refrigerator
Must's a schoolroom in the month of may
The letters in 'Brace Beemer' can be arranged to spell 'Embrace Beer.'
[on camp:]
There were ten of us, living in a three-hundred-square-foot bunk, going through puberty as lightning speed. It was too much hormonal action for any one room, and the result was a frenzied, emotionally volatile space that smelled like a Bath and Body Works.
Your toaster's a puff.
College is always a time of change, I guess, the last major convulsion of childhood,
There is no more vulnerable human combination than an undergraduate.
I was born in a University campus and seem to have lived all my life in one campus or another.
The high-ceilinged rooms, the little balconies, alcoves, nooks and angles all suggest sanctuary, escape, creature comfort. The reader, the scholar, the browser, the borrower is king.
CHAPTER XXI THE FIRST EVENING AT RUFFORD HALL
A bachelor's bed is the most pleasant.
vice-chancellor's
Quite definitely a Bingley
If I were not a king, I would be a university man; and if it were so that I must be a prisoner, if I might have my wish, I would desire to have no other prison than that library [the Bodleian].
You ... are ... a ... fridge ... with wings,' Fang ground out, punching an Eraser hard with every word. 'We're ... freaking ... ballet ... dancers.
I'm an air-conditioned gypsy.
Oh my God, I thought. I'm rooming with the Sydney Sage of re-education.
At home in Dellacrosse my place in the world of college and Troy and incipient adulthood dissolved and I became an unseemly collection of jostling former selves. Snarkiness streaked through my voice, or sullenness drove me behind a closed door for hours at a time.
college and meets the Dean of Admissions, who signs
There was no one to comfort the children, no one to embrace them, no one to love them. Care and control were what the dormitories were all about, not love and affection.
There are rooms one never leaves.