My Harvard. A Love Story

To come to Harvard, and remember only Erich Segal's "Love Story" filmed in Harvard yard, instead of imagining generations of intellectual endeavor and achievement and commenting on the venerable buildings or taking a scholar's interest in the Latin inscriptions on the walls, mischievous and groaning puns, this was precisely what irked Segal's colleagues in the Classics Department at Harvard. Classicists, especially Harvard trained classicists, must be suitably obscure, recondite, far above the rung of common man, difficult in their personal relations. And, above all, must be teetering on the brink of genteel bankruptcy.
Segal of course, with the publication of "Love Story", which he wrote over a
weekend, broke every rule. His book was turned out in a minute, unendurably
pedestrian, dealing not with imperial subjects and irregular Greek verbs, but
the one subject in which we all have an often confounding interest... love.

Segal didn't care what his Harvard counterparts thought, he was grinning all the way to the bank. Harvard had found him, educated him, nurtured him, employed him, extolled him... and he made millions embarrassing his eminent colleagues.

Harvard has everything... if you know how to find it

Erich Segal had proven what every bright and intelligent student comes to
know, that Harvard has every single thing one needs to succeed in life. The
problem is, no one tells you it's here. For that, you must either discover it
yourself, or have an exceedingly generous mentor to help you on your way.
Harvard is not just a place, an institution, but a formula for success for those who know where to look.
Dr. Lant through the pages of this book, gives a glimpse of this special world, and his place in it.