i have felt like that too.

�I have loafed as only a student can loaf, on my way across the Lawn to the last session at the Corner. The twilight drifting down seems to shadow my own spirit, and under the guarding darkness of the great trees each column stands mystically white and seemingly vigilant like an ever-understanding spirit come back from some far-off shore to stand sentinel over precincts made sacred by the trials and escapades of student days.�
(UVa Student, in 1915 edition of Corks and Curls)