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...attended basketball camp there from middle school through my freshman year of high school. Before I knew the words to my high school alma mater, I knew Fordham’s fight song by heart.When my high school guidance counselor discussed the choice with me, he made a remark that has stuck with me ever since. He said that Fordham would always be a part of me and, laughing, said, “You’ll always be a Cram”—not fully Harvard Crimson, and not fully a Fordham Ram. I remember this remark...
...view and cries. The camera holds on her for agonizing minutes, until a fly alights on her hair. Maxi-minimalism! The two are trudging toward a breakup. At dinner with friends, they quarrel publicly. "Don't worry," Bahar says of her hosts, "they enjoy seeing us miserable." (A remark that puts the relationship of critics to minimalist movie characters in a nice nutshell...
...liberal magazine while at Harvard). What ensued was a “physical confrontation” just short of a riot, in which the embattled McNamara fled in his car through angry crowds on his way out of Cambridge. It was an event that prompted one Crimson reader to remark, in a letter to the editor, that “it seems apparent that due to the temperamental orientation of many of the opponents of the war, it is impossible to have any meaningful dialogue in a context which involves a non-select audience...
...portray the Muslim prophet in perdition. The cartoon borrowed an image from Dante's Inferno, in which Mohammed languishes in hell, sliced in two for the crime of "dividing" faith in God. Studi's editors then placed in the mouth of Dante's infernal tour guide, Virgil, the remark that a guy next to Mohammed "with his pants down" represented Italy's current policy toward Islam, which the magazine's editors apparently regard as too lenient...
...have no idea what you've done," the 73-year-old man muttered after he failed to bar the farmhouse door to Renato Cortese, the police officer who had burst through to take him into custody. Cortese brushed off the remark as a typical bad guy's pro forma plea of innocence. He was certain he had his man. The soft-spoken, cigar-smoking cop with a salt-and-pepper beard had been on the hunt for seven years, staring at version after version of sketches of the fugitive. "I'd had dreams about him, of his face...