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John Henry Newman: What is University?

"It is a place where inquiry is pushed forward, and discoveries verified and perfected, and rashness rendered innocuous, and error exposed, by the collision of mind with mind, and knowledge with knowledge."

He says that it is a seed of different generations, where people come together in unity to learn and work for contributions and developments.

From all walks of life, education and/or the university could be the only thing equal for the rich and poor. It is a main ground for all the productions of nature and art together. It foresees the future of the best workmen, among others.

Newman in this essay shows vivid classifications of what university is all about. One example is the professor who becomes a missionary and preacher, displaying his science in most complete and winning form, pouring with zeal and lighting up his love in the breasts of his hearers.

A teacher's love for his/her craft would manifest a pattern for the students to see what work/vocation is in store…

Frost: Woodland Scene

"The Road Not Taken," is another favorite poem about woodlands and paths by the master poet Robert Frost (published 1916).

Frost known best for his effortless grand poem "Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening," manifests in this poem another teaching insight about life.

In the first lines of the first paragraph:

"Two roads diverge in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both..." shows roads that branch out or move apart in a beautiful wood. The traveler is watching how far it can go to where it bends in the undergrowth

The color "yellow" is a bright color, perhaps showing the sun rays, but fading in the winding path of travel, as far as the eyes can see from a distance.

The traveler takes one road, just as fair as the other.
Perhaps as he finds it comfortable and likeable, as perhaps the better claim.

The leaves, as trampled by steps has dried and has been trodden black connote damage/bleakness and/ or firmness.

"Yet knowing how w…

Huxley: Life and Chess Game

"I'll be home for Christmas," is a line from a famous song. And usually, those away from their families during the season have that pang of sadness.

"Little Christmas tree, no one to buy you; give yourself to me, you're worth a weight of precious gold, you see..." is another sad line from a song. What could the heart feel this breezy and snowy December?

The "Holy Family" (St. Joseph, Mother Mary, Baby Jesus) is God's manifestation of his great love for us, in this symbol of a poor, but decent family in a manger. They are one of us: everyone. Everyone (family members helping each other) has work to do and that dignity to live a peaceful life, and sharing to neighbors. Joseph is a carpenter, Mary a housekeeper, and Jesus taking part in chores and learning.

Therefore, losing a loved one during Christmas is like nailing hands on the cross, and being bereft. Losing a family member or a dear friend is a bleeding wrist.

You remember that last Christ…