
Goodbye to a fine group of students. They have no idea how (nor should they), but they collectively helped me through a terribly difficult year. I owe them much. I shall not see their like again, at least not for a while.
Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
1 comment:
D'aw
You're such a softy
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