“No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.” — Antoine de Saint Exupery
It’s a sunny and cloudless day in Ithaca, and I’m sitting amidst a crowd of students gathered in the Arts Quad. The usual cold and unwelcoming atmosphere of Cornell melted away with the rest of winter, as spring timidly approaches us. People are laughing, smiling and absorbing all the warmth that the day brings them. Colored balloons float into the air, weaving their way around the Frisbees and footballs being passed between friends. Despite the recent tragedies that have occurred, the rest of us continue with the ebbs and flow of life — with more vigor and spirit than ever.