The Greeks had four main words for love: eros, agape, philia, and storge. Each word has a different connotation: sexual love, love of a divine figure, love of a friend, and familial love. Our own and sometimes crass English language does not make.
Dear Policy Makers, My mother taught me a very important lesson that I would like to pass along to you: use your words. If you find yourself in a difficult situation or come across someone whom you just cannot get to do something you want, talk it.
Twelve hundred and fifty dollars. That is the average number college students pay for their textbooks each year. With that money, you could also buy five hundred and ten venti Starbucks coffees, feed a family of four for two months, or buy a plane.
Chelsea Handler, Seth Meyers, Samantha Bee, John Oliver, Stephen Colbert, Jimmy Kimmel. The list goes on and on. These aforementioned people are all wildly successful, make gobs of money, and have a massive influence on the public’s perception and.
For years, Bates College has allowed students in their senior year to live off-campus, renting houses from local landlords. Most of these houses are situated very close to campus on streets like: College Street, White Street, Elm Street, Davis.
All first-years come to Bates nervous about something. Sometimes the nerves come from anticipation of schoolwork, heartache of leaving home, or anxiety over getting lost. For athletes, the nerves exist as a part of joining a new team and performing.
Books and written words often convey a depth of feeling and perception that spoken words lack. Between the pages of a book, a reader can slip inside the narrator’s head and find out what he or she truly thinks, rather than what the public is.
Joy. Disgust. Happiness. Sadness. Rage. Frustration. All those words and more are the way we as humans organize our feelings, our emotions. We place emotions in neat little boxes, acknowledging them without letting them rule our mind. But that last.
“I don’t get Lick-It. If it is about individuality, why does everyone dress the same?” This was the first comment I heard on the Friday morning before Lick It had taken place. At the time, my answer was simple but genuine: “I.