One of the characteristics of North American culture is that you can always start again. You can always move forward, cross a border of a state or a city or a county, and move West, most of the time West. You leave behind guilt, past traditions, memo...
People spend too much time finding other people to blame, too much energy finding excuses for not being what they are capable of being, and not enough energy putting themselves on the line, growing out of the past, and getting on with their lives.
The past two decades revolutionized the way we access information. You and I can have our questions answered with the click of a mouse at any time of day. If America, both corporation and citizen alike, can use these services to solve problems, why c...
Instead of using new technologies to preserve for ready discovery material that might in the past never have been stored, or deleting everything as soon as possible, we can develop systems that place sensitive information beyond reach until a specifi...
What is driving the tendency to discount Joseph Smith's revelations is not that they seem less reasonable than those of Moses; it is that the book containing them is so new. When it comes to prophecy, antiquity breeds authenticity. Events in the dist...
Less than 1 percent of ancient Egypt has been discovered and excavated. With population pressures, urbanization, and modernization encroaching, we're in a race against time. Why not use the most advanced tools we have to map, quantify, and protect ou...
Racial profiling punishes innocent individuals for the past actions of those who look and sound like them. It misdirects crucial resources and undercuts the trust needed between law enforcement and the communities they serve. It has no place in our n...
So with truth - there is a certain moment when one can say, this is the truth and here I put a dot, a stop, and I go to another thing. A judge has to put an end to a deliberation. But for a historian, there's never an end to the past. It can go on an...
Radio Announcer: And now one for all the nostalgics out there. A blast from the past all the way back from 2003, that beautiful time when people refused to accept that the future was just around the corner.
Vesper Lynd: This is me in character pissed off because you're losing so damn hard we won't be here past midnight. Oddly enough, my character's feelings mirror my own.
Sweet Dick Willie: [Radio Raheem walks past blasting Public Enemy on his boombox] Goddamn! Turn that shit off; play some Bobby Blue Bland.
Ferris: [while running home, Ferris runs past two bikini-clad sunbathers, then returns] Hi, how you doing? I'm Ferris Bueller.
Hermione Granger: Actually I'm highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.
Timon: Hyenas. I hate hyenas. So what's the plan for getting past those guys? Adult Simba: Live bait. Timon: Good idea. [realizes what he means] Timon: HEY!
Caption: He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.
Ryad: "We ate" is the past. Now try the subjunctive. "Would... that we ate." Malik El Djebena: People say that? Ryad: It's wild. I never did but they do.
Shahryar: There is still one little similar thing between me and my wife to not get divorce. The color of our countries flags! [Shahryar is Iranian and his wife is Italian. The color of Iran and Italy flags is similar together]
Marie Brisson: Why didn't Shahryar tell me that Lucie was there? Ahmad: He couldn't tell you. Marie Brisson: Why he couldn't? He saw that I was dying from concern. Ahmad: He promised to her.
George: Waking up begins with saying am and now. For the past eight months waking up has actually hurt. The cold realization that I am still here slowly sets in.
[They drive past some schoolgirls] Withnail: [leaning out the car window] SCRUBBERS! Schoolgirl: Up yours, grandad! Withnail: SCRUBBERS! SCRUBBERS! Marwood: Shut up. Withnail: Little tarts, they love it.
[Magneto enters the Robert F. Kennedy Memorial Stadium] Groundskeeper: Excuse me, can I help you? Erik Lehnsherr: No. You can't. [lifts the stadium into the sky]
