this girl in my honors seminar today said something that really spoke to my heart.
it went a little something like this:
"with science, I feel as though everyone is trying to all reach one goal, the same end product. with literature, I think it's just the opposite. we all begin from one starting point, and branch out from there."
it's such a simple concept, really. but when she said it, that's when I realized yet again why I love being an English major. there is no right or wrong answer. and there is so much peace and comfort in being able to let your mind wander off to the far corners of the earth without someone there to remind of said rules or regulations or technological matters that constrict you and bind you up into thinking just like everybody else.
another thing we discussed as a whole was just the notion of thinking for yourself. with literature, you're taught how to think, not what to think. and I think that's beautiful.
this isn't an attack on math&science majors by the way. I think scientists&mathematicians are quite fascinating, and what makes me think more so in that direction is the fact that I suck so much at these subjects. but that's alright with me. I'll stick to my books and pencils happily. and wait for my husband to enlighten me with mathematical equations and cool scientific facts.
