New York Is The True City Of

A Country So Rich That It Can Send People To The Moon Still Has Hundreds Of Thousands Of Its Citizens Who Can't Read. That's Terribly Troubling To Me.

I Remember Being In The Public Library And My Jaw Just Aching As I Looked Around At All Those Books I Wanted To Read. There Just Wasn't Time Enough To Read Everything I Wanted To Read.

I Don't Think I Had A Reputation As A Hard Worker, But Inside I Was Always Being Eaten Up By The Pressures.

What Is It That Binds Us To This Place As To No Other? It Is Not The Well, Or The Bell, Or The Stone Walls, Or The Crisp October Nights Or The Memory Of Dogwoods Blooming. Our Loyalty Is Not Only To William Richardson Davie Though We Are Proud Of What He Did 200 Years Ago Today. Nor Even To Dean Smith, Though We Are Proud Of What He Did Last March. No, Our Love For This Place Is Based On The Fact That It Is As It Was Meant To Be, The University Of The People.

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