Students are people who are engaged in learning, particularly those who attend an educational institution. In some nations, the English term (or its cognate in another language) is reserved for those who attend university, while a schoolchild under the age of eighteen is called a pupil in English (or an equivalent in other languages). In its widest use, student is used for anyone who is learning.
- It is necessary to be particularly on your guard with regard to the young ladies, into whose company you are introduced - it is perfectly well understood in society that ladies may shew to youths in the position of Private Pupils a sort of kindness and attention, which they would not think of shewing if these youths were a little older and more out of the world.
- Charles Dodgson Letters to Skeffington Dodgson from his Father (1990) p. 11
- Where should the scholar live? In solitude, or in society? in the green stillness of the country, where he can hear the heart of Nature beat, or in the dark, gray town where he can hear and feel the throbbing heart of man?
- Mrs. Garrison: Principal Victoria, it is wrong! It is wrong and I simply will not do it! [walks back to the desk] I care about my students, and I will not fill their heads with lies! [pounds the desk for emphasis] I am NOT teaching evolution in my class!!
- Principle Victoria: Mrs. Garrison, evolution is in the school curriculum. We have to teach it.
- Mrs. Garrison: Evolution is a theory! A hare-brained theory that says I'm a monkey! I am not a monkey!! I'm a woman!
- Mr. Macket: M, m'kay. Ya-you realize evolution has been pretty much uhhh... proven.
- Mrs. Garrison: I warn you, Principal Victoria! Those students are not prepared to hear this stuff!
- Principle Victoria: Our students want to learn, Mrs. Garrison, and they're mature enough to handle anything.
- South Park, Go God Go, written by Trey Parker
- And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
- He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one;
Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading;
Lofty and sour to them that lov'd him not;
But to those men that sought him sweet as summer.
- And with unwearied fingers drawing out
The lines of life, from living knowledge hid.
- Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene (1589-96), Book IV, Canto II, Stanza 48.
- Suhara: She was my most brilliant student. Perhaps I did not provide her with enough challenges.
- Ivy: "It's not your fault she turned out to be such a weak link, Suhara. With her abilities she could have been the greatest detective of all time. Instead, she chose to waste everything she had on a life of crime. Don't blame yourself.
- Where on Earth is Carmen Sandiego? Deja Vu
Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations
- Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 756-57.
- Rocking on a lazy billow
With roaming eyes,
Cushioned on a dreamy pillow,
Thou art now wise.
Wake the power within thee slumbering,
Trim the plot that's in thy keeping,
Thou wilt bless the task when reaping
Sweet labour's prize.
- Strange to the world, he wore a bashful look,
The fields his study, nature was his book.
- Robert Bloomfield, Farmer's Boy, Spring, line 31.
- Experience is the best of schoolmasters, only the school-fees are heavy.
- The scholar who cherishes the love of comfort, is not fit to be deemed a scholar.
- Confucius, Analects, Book XIV, Chapter III.
- The studious class are their own victims; they are thin and pale, their feet are cold, their heads are hot, the night is without sleep, the day a fear of interruption,—pallor, squalor, hunger, and egotism. If you come near them and see what conceits they entertain—they are abstractionists, and spend their days and nights in dreaming some dream; in expecting the homage of society to some precious scheme built on a truth, but destitute of proportion in its presentment, of justness in its application, and of all energy of will in the schemer to embody and vitalize it.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson, Representative Men, Montaigne.
- The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.
- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table (1858), VI.
- Ah, pensive scholar, what is fame?
A fitful tongue of leaping flame;
A giddy whirlwind's fickle gust,
That lifts a pinch of mortal dust;
A few swift years, and who can show
Which dust was Bill, and which was Joe?
- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Poems of the Class of '29, Bill and Joe, Stanza 7.