Colleges and Universities I had always imagined that Clich? was a suburb of Paris, until I discovered it to be a street in Oxford. I had always imagined that Clich? was a suburb of Paris, until I discovered it to be a street in Oxford.YOU MAY ALSO LIKE »Biography is a very definite region bounded on the north by history, on the south by fiction, on the east by obituary, and on the west by tedium.History repeats itself. Historians repeat each other.It is dangerous sending a young man who is beautiful to Oxford.Oxford is — Oxford: not a mere receptacle for youth, like Cambridge. Perhaps it wants its inmates to love it rather than to love one another.The greatest gift that Oxford gives her sons is, I truly believe, a genial irreverence toward learning, and from that irreverence love may spring.I was a modest, good-humored boy. It is Oxford that has made me insufferable.