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My So-Called Senior Year

The times I have been happiest at Harvard are not at historical junctures or award ceremonies, but when my friends and I appreciated what the school has to offer without worrying about what was required or expected.

The Plot Against Harvard

The issue is not that individual University leaders are prejudiced against the College, but rather that the system itself crushes undergraduates under a blubbering mass of bureaucratic goo.

The Senior List

What I had been missing all along—what makes Harvard so special—was not the hallowed grounds, the endless opportunities, the vaunted traditions, or any “must-do” activities. It was the people.

A Mediocre Piece of Journalism

It sounds astoundingly simple, but it’s taken me four years to realize that the attributes that form our core values at Harvard—perseverance, hard work, determination—are valuable only as means to an end, not as ends in themselves.

Risking It All

Thursday, June 05, 2008 12:08 AM
Harvard can be thought of as the mother of all hedge funds—composed of students who are perpetually hedging their bets.






A Reasoned Idealism

Four years at Harvard have convinced me that bright young people haven’t lost hope, and that our idealism is slowly but surely yielding results.


Alone Together

This isn’t just some paean to my antisocial tendencies, but rather a testament to something that I think one rarely gets at Harvard: a second to breathe, alone, out of the spotlight of the relentlessly demanding student body.


Learning to Fail

In an institution that glorifies conventional notions of success, I believe the most important thing I learned here was how to fail.


Taking the Leap

Worrying about my stutter seems embarrassingly vain when balanced against the task before me; leaping into cleanness and beginning the next two years means sloughing off the weary distractions that might keep me from serving my future students most effectively.

Breaking Out

I only hope that in the home I build for myself in the next few years, I learn to be brave in situations I cannot control, and that I endure the hives of life with grace and humor.


Aiming for the A-List


I wish everybody luck in the post-college real world, whether you pursue fame or a quieter life. And if you ever need inspiration, it just might be hanging on the outside of your cup.

The Intimidation Barrier

There is no substitute for students’ willingness to embrace the challenges and risks of exploring new fields.

Enter to Grow in Wisdom

As we walk out of the gates this Thursday, I hope that people will take the time to look up and around, at the messages that President Eliot left, and at a campus we will hopefully return to in years to come, with greater wisdom.



















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