to infinity
Why does anything cling to something? Maybe they love wherever they’re going so much that it’s worth it. Maybe they’ll keep coming back, until there’s only one star left.
Maybe that one star will make the trip forever, out of the hope that someday—if it keeps coming back often enough—another star will find it again.
and beyond!
The law doesn't protect people. People protect the law. People have always detested evil and sought out a righteous way of living. Their feelings, the accumulation of those people's feelings, are the law. They're neither the provisions nor the system. They're the fragile and irreplaceable feelings that everyone carries in their hearts.

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types of students: drinks

coffee: constantly writing notes, passionate discussions in class, drumming your fingers against a desk, pens over pencils, patterned blouses, the exhilaration when you get a good grade

tea: unapologetic femininity, proving judgemental people wrong, lipstick kisses, obsessing over new markers, intimidating people with intelligence, strong opinions, endless love in your heart

water: the pressure to be perfect, thick curly hair, warm smiles and infinite freckles, rigorous studying, a quick wit, warm hugs, re-writing papers, raising your hand when you don’t know the answer

soda: loose t-shirts, reformed troublemakers, aiming for the stars, spelling bee champion, the perfect flush of straight a’s, college sweatshirts, foreign languages, wrinkling noses and loud laughter

juice: eclectic wardrobe, extra credit, colorful notes, waking up early, traveling around the world, multilingual, millions of glitter pens, perky grins, passion for learning, was a gifted kid

energy drink: technology whiz, dyed hair, rapid problem solving, casual sarcasm, fighting for equality, political science, typing at the speed of light, music while studying, black nail polish, casual gender non-conformity

milkshake: strawberry lipgloss and bleached hair, a life lived to the fullest, staying up past midnight with a good book, pretty highlighters, intense focus, sparknotes, cramming for tests with soda and gummy bears, celebrations with friends after an exam

Sometimes the wrong train takes you to the right direction. It was like that for me, too. Throughout my life, I always felt like I was on the wrong train. One time, I wanted to give up. I didn't want to go anywhere. So I thought of jumping off the train. Look where I am now. I took the wrong train again, and a very wrong one at that. Still, you should think about the future, even if things don't go as you wish. I hope you arrive at the right station, no matter which train you take.

I got on the wrong train, and that very train brought me here.  It brought me to the place I’ve yearned to come every morning and night.   It brought me to my destination.  

in the rain-
darkness,     the sunset
being sheathed i sit and
think of you
e. e. cummings, excerpt of “in the rain—”, in 100 Selected Poems
Algebraic geometry professor: Now we’re going to talk about blowing up points in affine space.
Teaching Assistant: Because of this terminology, mathematicians have been arrested at airports.