Quotes About Harvard

I prospectively ascribe all the honour and the glory to whaling; for a whale-ship was my Yale College and my Harvard.

Harvard researchers found that major media coverage of his first hundred days was 80 percent negative, a figure that jumped to 93 percent negative for CNN and NBC, and 91 percent for CBS. (On Fox, it was 52 percent negative, 48 percent positive.)

McGeorge Bundy was a brilliant man who'd had a meteoric academic career and was the youngest man ever to be dean of the Harvard faculty. But he was also arrogant and looked upon all sorts of people and politicians as not to be taken all that seriously.

I'm a student at Harvard University, and currently work as the United States Youth Poet Laureate, a community organizer, and an activist.

The acceptance to Harvard was more of trophy than a real possibility to me. I would have been miserable.

After I graduated from Harvard, I enrolled in the school of journalism at Columbia University. I did that for my dad. He wanted his son to be a journalist. I disappointed him. I wrote about sports instead.

When they established a college—Harvard, in 1636—they equipped it with its own brewery.

Let me tell you, very frankly, when I went to the Harvard Business School I was more or less a committed socialist.

According to a 2009 Harvard Medical School study, as many as 45,000 people die annually in the United States because they lack health insurance. As one of the study's coauthors pointed out, this works out to about one death every twelve minutes. It's

On one of the walls of his office hung his undergraduate degree from Columbia and his law degree from the Harvard School of Law.

My father was on the faculty in the Chemistry Department of Harvard University my mother had one year of graduate work in physics before her marriage.

To use my terminology, this long period of training, starting with her undergraduate biology classes and continuing through her PhD and then postdoctoral work at the Broad Institute, was when she was building up her stores of career capital. When she took a professorship at Harvard, she was finally ready to cash in this capital to obtain the mission-driven career she enjoys today.

Well, you just catch me where I go wrong," I shoot back, "but a Harvard education hasn't done much to get your little manuscript out to the world.

It turns out one of my dad's best friends was Carl Sagan when I was little. They were both Harvard professors.

Perhaps Harvard's greatest contribution to our nation is its requirement that its on-leave professors who want to keep their crimson seats must return from Washington after 24 months.

If your son graduates from Harvard, people will regard him as smart and highly qualified for the rest his life and give him access to opportunities. He'll be able to get any job he wants.

A BS DETECTION HEURISTIC The heuristic here would be to use education in reverse: hire, conditional on an equal set of skills, the person with the least label-oriented education. It means that the person had to succeed in spite of the credentialization of his competitors and overcome more serious hurdles. In addition, people who didn't go to Harvard are easier to deal with in real life.

In the 1930s, Sylvanus G. Morley of Harvard, probably the most celebrated Mayanist of his day, espoused what is still the best-known theory: The Maya collapsed because they overshot the carrying capacity of their environment. They exhausted their resource base, began to die of starvation and thirst, and fled their cities en masse, leaving them as silent warnings of the perils of ecological hubris.

I went to school at MIT with a whole bunch of engineers. And then I started work one day and asked myself, 'Why do all of these MIT Ph.D.s work for Harvard M.B.A.s?' Why should it be like that? I was one of those engineers who thought, 'Why are these people making those dumb decisions?' So it's fun to be the person making them.

When I first started working at MIT, back in the '80s, our writing department had a joint cocktail party with the Harvard writing department. It was kind of oil-and-water.

Harvard Square could feel like a party on a warm night, full of energy and privilege and promise. Or it could seem like one of the bleakest places on earth--an icy, windswept rat maze where kids wasted their youth clawing over one another in a fatuous contest for credentials.

You love it right? Lassiter asked, holding his Bible high. I mean, you told me to go on the internet. I did. I even printed out my diploma or whatever the hell it's called. Opening the cover of the King James version, he took out a piece of paper and waved it around. See? Nice and legal-like Beth leaned in Wow. I know right? Just like Harvard Impressive I'm totally framing that shit, wha-what.

The truth of the matter is, you die, all you do is die, and yet you live, yes you live, and that's no Harvard lie.

The truth of the matter is, you die, all you do is die, and yet you live, yes you live, and that's no Harvard lie.