So. I felt compelled to make this for you all. Just some of the images that I think really speak to how this whole thing felt for me. It's a little dramatic but thats me. Feel free to share these.
“… [T]he two great turning-points of my life were when my father sent me to Oxford, and when society sent me to prison.”
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
“Oxford is very pretty, but I don't like to be dead.”
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