The Maxwell School of Citizenship and Public Affairs (commonly known as the Maxwell School) is the public policy school of Syracuse University. The school conducts research and offers graduate degrees in the social sciences, public administration, and international affairs.
The Maxwell School is the oldest public affairs school in the United States. It is regarded as one of the country's most prestigious schools of public policy; U.S. News & World Report consistently ranks the Maxwell School as the leading graduate school of public affairs in the United States (see: Rankings).
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“Aw, it’s just like a woman. When the shootin’s all over and everything’s safe, they pass out.”
—Griffin Jay, and Maxwell Shane (1905–1983)
“Sure, you can love your child when he or she has just brought home a report card with straight “A’s.” It’s a lot harder, though, to show the same love when teachers call you from school to tell you that your child hasn’t handed in any homework since the beginning of the term.”
—The Lions Clubs International and the Quest Nation. The Surprising Years, II, ch.3 (1985)
“Bohemia is nothing more than the little country in which you do not live. If you try to obtain citizenship in it, at once the court and retinue pack the royal archives and treasure and move away beyond the hills.”
—O. Henry [William Sydney Porter] (1862–1910)
“I leave the governor’s office next week, and with it public life ... [which] has been on the whole a pleasant one. But for ten years and over my salaries have not equalled my expenses, and there has been a feeling of responsibility, a lack of independence, and a necessary neglect of my family and personal interests and comfort, which make the prospect of a change comfortable to think of.”
—Rutherford Birchard Hayes (1822–1893)
“Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men’s affairs went on underneath it, as the streams creep under the ice. But in Black Hawk the scene of human life was spread out shrunken and pinched, frozen down to the bare stalk.”
—Willa Cather (1873–1947)