I don't know if I could date a single dad. It would depend on the guy.
I never could get into The Chambers Brothers. They make good records, but I never could get behind it.
I'm attracted to those kinds of roles that could be good or could be bad, and you just don't know.
What could we accomplish if we knew we could not fail?
I always signed autographs when I could and always stayed and chatted with them when I could.
If I could edit Google Images, then I wouldn't be as scared of the Internet.
If I could spit out a litter of kids, I would.
I could take Sean Connery in a fight... I could definitely take him.
If I could be anyone, it would be Brad Pitt.
I knew I could make it in Cebu, but I never thought I could make it in Manila.
Argh... I could be better with my time. I like to be punctual, but I could be better.
If no man could become rich in Peru, no man could become poor.
How to enforce peace? Not by reason, certainly, nor by education. If a man could not look at the fact of peace and the fact of war and choose the former in preference to the latter, what additional argument could persuade him? What could be more eloq...
Momentarily, through one good eye, he could see the moon. Something below moved and he span around to where he could see the house. His family were in there. Alone. He could not protect them and he would not see them again.
Could you please put this--could you all put these--could you get dressed, please?" The woman only bestowed a serene smile on me. "We are as the Goddess requires." "The Goddess requires you to be naked on my lawn?
My father could talk about the Romany way of life and its culture. He could talk about freedom and the Scottish spirit. But that was all he could talk about. I was desperate for someone to talk to but there was just nobody there.
A brick could be used like a fleeglebeegle, which in turn could be used like a zoopkatofka, which itself could be used like a Wexlybexter Device (the one with the hand crank, not the one with the foot peddles). Gosh, I hope I clarified at least one t...
If I could just write it down in a piece of paper, then maybe she could get a decent night's sleep, eat a little of her dinner. Maybe she could have a minute's worth of peace.
If there'd been an astronaut on the moon right then, I'm sure I could have seen him. Perhaps he could have looked down and seen me too... the only one who could.
That the world I was in could be soft, lovely, and nourishing was more than I could bear, and so I stood there and wept, for I didn't want to love one more thing that could make my heart break into a million little pieces at my feet.
If there was some way of knowing which boys were likely to turn out to be decent men, boys that could love us back as passionately as we felt we could love them, then we could banish the likelihood of divorce and unhappiness to a statistically unlike...
