It was May 2009, and I didn’t like where the economy was headed. (I wished the Federal Reserve had a GPS or a map or some clue as to where they were driving the economy). Actually, the private sector drives the economy, while the Fed and the govern...
I used to help my grandfather on the farm, driving tractors, raising crops and animals. I used to feed some of the baby cows and pigs, and I had to be no older than 7 or 8. Then at about 9 or 10 I started driving tractors. It showed me at an early ag...
Teaching is the art of serendipity. Each of us has the experience of finding out that something we intended as only the most casual of remarks, or the stray example, changes the way some students thought to the point of changing their lives.
Rev. Silas Pendrake: Can you drive a buggy, boy? Jack Crabb: Oh, yes sir. Right good. Rev. Silas Pendrake: You're a liar, boy. You were reared by the Indians - how could you learn to drive a buggy? We shall have to beat the lying out of you.
[Bond and M drive off in the Aston Martin DB5] M: It's not very comfortable, is it? James Bond: [Flips up the shift knob cap to reveal the ejector seat button underneath] Are you gonna complain all the way? M: Oh, go on, then, eject me. See if I care...
Marty McFly: Do you know where Riverside Drive is? Sam Baines: It's on the other end of town. A block past Maple. East end of town. Marty McFly: A block past Maple? That's, uh, that's John F. Kennedy Drive. Sam Baines: Who the hell is John F. Kennedy...
Annie Hayworth: Did you drive up from San Francisco by the coast road? Melanie Daniels: Yes. Annie Hayworth: Nice drive. Melanie Daniels: It's very beautiful. Annie Hayworth: Is that where you met Mitch? Melanie Daniels: Yes. Annie Hayworth: I guess ...
Carl Showalter: Would it... kill you to say something? "No." That's the first thing you've said in the last four hours. That's a... that's fountain of conversation, man. That's a geyser. I mean, whoa daddy! Stand back, man. Shit. I'm sitting here dri...
I don't know what drives me.
I'm still driving a Prius, yeah.
At home I drive an old Land Rover.
I drive a car that has pleather seats.
I don't know how to drive a car.
I regret not learning to drive when I was younger.
Love is not an emotion; it is a drive.
I love driving in the city at night.
I put music on and I drive around town.
Think like a middle-aged man with OCD, a dead wife, and a teenage daughter. Think like a woman with three teenage sons who once ran a golf cart into the side of their granddad's house." "Cameron and Sean shouldn't have let me drive," Adam said in his...
If we fail to provide boys with pro-social models of the transition to adulthood, they may construct their own. In some cases, gang initiation rituals, street racing, and random violence may be the result.
There's one Baldessari work I genuinely love and would like to own, maybe because of my Midwestern roots and love of driving alone. 'The backs of all the trucks passed while driving from Los Angeles to Santa Barbara, California, Sunday, 20 January 19...
It is really hard to be lonely very long in a world of words. Even if you don't have friends somewhere, you still have language, and it will find you and wrap its little syllables around you and suddenly there will be a story to live in.
