Oxford Quotes

From 1931 to 1937, I was a Fellow and Lecturer in Economics at Hertford College, Oxford.

The silver Thames takes some part of this county in its journey to Oxford.

The greatest gift that Oxford gives her sons is, I truly believe, a genial irreverence toward learning, and from that irreverence love may spring.

I was educated at Bradfield College and Oxford, where I graduated in 1939.

The dons of Oxford and Cambridge are too busy educating the young men to be able to teach them anything.

Oxford is wonderful. I'm having a great time. We do go out, but I still try to spend most of my time studying in the library.

I was at my best at a little past forty, when I was a professor at Oxford.

My parents both had Oxford degrees, they read important books, spoke foreign languages, drank real coffee and went to museums for pleasure. People like that don't have fat kids: they were cut out to be winners and winners don't have children who are overweight.

I want to prove that you don't have to come from Oxford University or Rada - and you don't have to have parents that support you - to succeed.

But a girl of seventeen is not always thinking of books, especially in the Oxford summer term.

A secret in the Oxford sense: you may tell it to only one person at a time.

Washing dishes as a 17-year-old in an Oxford college and seeing the privileged lifestyles of the undergraduates there convinced me that a system that allowed luxury for the few at the expense of the many needed to be challenged.

The clever men at Oxford, know all that there is to be knowed. But they none of them know one half as much, as intelligent Mr. Toad.

In Oxford before the war, I had, with this interest in mind, written a short textbook entitled, An Introduction to Economic Analysis and Policy. It was now my intention to rewrite this work.

I literally fell among Quakers when I went up to Oxford.

I was a modest, good-humoured boy. It is Oxford that has made me insufferable.

I wanted to be a war reporter - scrabbling around, exposing things. I didn't want to go to university, I wanted to get a job, but Auntie Beryl said I should go to Oxford.

I could, I think, quite easily have gone to Oxford. I got four good A levels, but my father's income was such that I wouldn't have got a grant, and he wouldn't let me go to university, and that was the end of it.

Oxford, the paradise of dead philosophies.

I was cleaning out the pigsty at a farm in Wales, where my mother had rented a room, when the results of my final school exam were handed to me by the postman, along with the news that I had a state scholarship to Oxford. I had waited for this letter for so many weeks that I had abandoned hope, deciding that I had failed ignominiously.

The astrologers and historians write that the ascendant as of Oxford is Capricornus, whose lord is Saturn, a religious planet, and patron of religious men.

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.

In fact the experience at Oxford has really helped me later in life.

I loved nearly all my teachers; but it was not till I went home to live at Oxford, in 1867, that I awoke intellectually to a hundred interests and influences that begin much earlier nowadays to affect any clever child.

The Oxford manner is, alas, indefinable; I was going to say indefensible.

My advantage as a woman and a human being has been in having a mother who believed strongly in women's education. She was an early undergraduate at Oxford, and her own mother was a doctor.

I had passed through the entire British education system studying literature, culminating in three years of reading English at Oxford, and they'd never told me about something as basic as the importance of point of view in fiction!

Oxford is the most dangerous place to which a young man can be sent.

Monty Python crowd; half of them came from Cambridge, and half of them came from Oxford. But, there seems to be this jewel, this sort of two headed tradition of doing comedy, of doing sketches, and that kind of thing.

There was still food rationing in England and life was difficult all through my 2 year stay in Oxford.