List of University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill Alumni

List Of University Of North Carolina At Chapel Hill Alumni

This page lists notable alumni of the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.

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    My list of things I never pictured myself saying when I pictured myself as a parent has grown over the years.
    Polly Berrien Berends (20th century)

    We saw the machinery where murderers are now executed. Seven have been executed. The plan is better than the old one. It is quietly done. Only a few, at the most about thirty or forty, can witness [an execution]. It excites nobody outside of the list permitted to attend. I think the time for capital punishment has passed. I would abolish it. But while it lasts this is the best mode.
    Rutherford Birchard Hayes (1822–1893)

    The university must be retrospective. The gale that gives direction to the vanes on all its towers blows out of antiquity.
    Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)

    If I could put my hand on the north star, would it be as beautiful? The sea is lovely, but when we bathe in it the beauty forsakes all the near water. For the imagination and senses cannot be gratified at the same time.
    Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)

    Poetry presents indivisible wholes of human consciousness, modified and ordered by the stringent requirements of form. Prose, aiming at a definite and concrete goal, generally suppresses everything inessential to its purpose; poetry, existing only to exhibit itself as an aesthetic object, aims only at completeness and perfection of form.
    Richard Harter Fogle, U.S. critic, educator. The Imagery of Keats and Shelley, ch. 1, University of North Carolina Press (1949)

    One thing’s certain. With a name like Abrahams, he won’t be in the chapel choir, now will he?
    Colin Welland (b. 1934)

    And then the man whom Sorrow named his friend
    Cried out, Dim sea, hear my most piteous story!
    The sea swept on and cried her old cry still,
    Rolling along in dreams from hill to hill.
    He fled the persecution of her glory....
    William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)