#oxford

I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful. One almost expects the people to sing instead of speaking. It is all like an opera. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#anybody #anything #beautiful #does #dream

The dons of Oxford and Cambridge are too busy educating the young men to be able to teach them anything. ↗

— Samuel Butler

#anything #busy #cambridge #educating #men

From 1931 to 1937, I was a Fellow and Lecturer in Economics at Hertford College, Oxford. ↗

— James Meade

#economics #fellow #i #lecturer #oxford

Washing dishes as a 17-year-old in an Oxford college and seeing the privileged lifestyles of the undergraduates there convinced me that a system that allowed luxury for the few at the expense of the many needed to be challenged. ↗

— Frances O'Grady

#challenged #college #convinced #dishes #expense

Oxford, the paradise of dead philosophies. ↗

— George Santayana

#oxford #paradise #philosophies

Antiquity! thou wondrous charm, what art thou? that being nothing art everything? When thou wert, thou wert not antiquity - then thou wert nothing, but hadst a remoter antiquity, as thou calledst it, to look back to with blind veneration; thou thyself being to thyself flat, jejune, modern! What mystery lurks in this retroversion? or what half Januses are we, that cannot look forward with the same idolatry with which we for ever revert! The mighty future is as nothing, being everything! the past is everything, being nothing! ↗

— Charles Lamb

#art

But -- my dear, my heart is BROKEN! I have seen the perfect Peter Wimsey. Height, voice, charm, smile, manner, outline of features, everything -- and he is -- THE CHAPLAIN OF BALLIOL!! What is the use of anything? ... I am absolutely shattered by this Balliol business. Such waste -- why couldn't he have been an actor? ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#characters #identity #lord-peter-wimsey #model #oxford

Have you at any time been detained in a mental home or similar institution? If so, give particulars.' 'I was at Scone College, Oxford, for two years,' said Paul. ↗

— Evelyn Waugh

#oxford #home

I wanted to be a war reporter - scrabbling around, exposing things. I didn't want to go to university, I wanted to get a job, but Auntie Beryl said I should go to Oxford. ↗

— Nina Bawden

#exposing #get #go #i #job

I was cleaning out the pigsty at a farm in Wales, where my mother had rented a room, when the results of my final school exam were handed to me by the postman, along with the news that I had a state scholarship to Oxford. I had waited for this letter for so many weeks that I had abandoned hope, deciding that I had failed ignominiously. ↗

— Nina Bawden

#along #cleaning #deciding #exam #failed