Earned a bachelor's at 27, then an M.F.A. that is still completely unused and in mint condition, never taken out of the box.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I thought I was kind of a hotshot because I had had two years of work experience at Morgan Stanley, and I was about to get my Stanford M.B.A.
The M.F.A. is a degree in servitude. It is a way to keep writing safe - to keep reading safe from writing.
I received my high school baccalaureate diploma in Latin and Science in 1928, then my two baccalaureate diplomas in Mathematics and Philosophy in 1929.
What I have against M.B.A.s is the assumption that you come out of a two-year program probably never having been a manager - at least for full-time younger people M.B.A. programs - and assume you are ready to manage.
I worked hard at my four-year M.A., but got a 2.1. That was a big disappointment, as I wanted to write about history and thought I needed a First.
I have no doubt that my M.B.A. from New York University's Stern School of Business was one of the best investments I ever made. It helped me climb the corporate ladder and become an entrepreneur.
I went to M.I.T. in the summer of 1951 as a 'C.L.E. Moore Instructor.' I had been an instructor at Princeton for one year after obtaining my degree in 1950. It seemed desirable more for personal and social reasons than academic ones to accept the higher-paying instructorship at M.I.T.
A Bachelor of Arts is one who makes love to a lot of women, and yet has the art to remain a bachelor.
Access to a college degree is critical.
I didn't get a Bachelor's degree - I got a Bachelor's of Fine Arts, which means I didn't have to take humanities, math, and stuff like that. I think I had to take Art History, which I failed a few times.