Homicide is the best material I've had the chance to do.
Life is not a matter of chance...it is a matter of choice.
Luck can be assisted. It is not all chance with the wise.
There's not going to be a 'Rescue Me' movie. Not a chance.
Chance fights ever on the side of the prudent.
NBC gives comedies a chance to find their legs.
Events are not a matter of chance.
Chance determines our lives in important ways.
I don't get a chance to be home much.
We'd never have got a chance to go outside and look at the earth if it hadn't been for space exploration and NASA.
Musicians are always gigging and never have a chance to stop for a minute.
There is no chance of a revolution in Georgia.
To be successful, one must take chances.
Whatever rappers wear is cool to people.
All I'm saying is I think you deserve better,” Case said. “From my point of view, anyway. You deserve better.” I threw my head back on the sofa and laughed. It was a harsh laugh with no mirth. “Most of the time, I don't think I deserve better...
God likes to make people. Great people out of common people, strong people out of week people, famous people out of the unknown people, good people are bad people. God likes to make people. That's an obsession with God, one from which He will never c...
Why did they believe? Because they saw miracles. Things one man took as chance, a man of faith took as a sign. A loved one recovering from disease, a fortunate business deal, a chance meeting with a long lost friend. It wasn't the grand doctrines or ...
© Carlyle Labuschagne 2014 " As I watched her run down the path and melt with the shadows, I wasn't sure how to feel about her, or the fact that I may just have aided in her escape and doomed us all. I wanted to believe that anyone given a second ch...
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, and be the one who ended up in that accident, completely dead... but you know what? It wouldn't change anything. All I can do now that they're dead is to go through the actions of living without really living...
That is life, isn’t it? Fate. Luck. Chance. A long series of what-if’s that lead from one moment to the next, time never pausing for you to catch your breath, to make sense of the cards that have been handed to you. And all you can do is play you...
And so I found myself in a kind of love lock: pining for the wrong person, grieving beside a woman whose body I can't touch, being given a second chance I can't find the clarity to take.
