There are Atheists in foxholes Atheists in hurricanes There are Atheists in all the roles Denied by your refrains Atheists are your fellow citizens People who love and laugh and cry Atheists are your relatives and friends Don't insult them with a lie...
1900: Hey, Max, gimme a cigarette, will you? Max: [bitterly] You're not handling this well. 1900: [calmly] Just gimme a cigarette. Max: [matter of factly] You don't smoke. What is the matter with you? You could lick this guy with one hand, come on! 1...
[Sonny pays a visit to his sister Connie. He is surprised to find her subdued and evasive] Sonny: [surprised] What's the matter? Huh? What's the matter? [He looks at her swollen face and understands what has happened. He pulls away to go after Carlo....
In his own mind, it was never a matter of courage. But courage it was.
Everyone has the abbility to hurt. It's the choice that matters.
All the effort in the world won't matter if you're not inspired.
Love, in its purest form, is biology.
Pen-bereavement is a serious matter.
Colour is a matter of personal opinion.
Italians know that what matters is style, not fashion. Italian style does not have social or age boundaries.
I came of age believing that, no matter what happened, I would always be able to support myself.
Take the high road. No matter how much strife, and consternation, frustration and anger you might be confronted with - don't go to that level.
In art there are only fast or slow developments. Essentially it is a matter of evolution, not revolution.
Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an esthetic end.
It is a matter of public shame that while we have now commemorated our hundredth anniversary, not one in every ten children attending Public schools throughout the colonies is acquainted with a single historical fact about Australia.
We are all resigned to death: it's life we aren't resigned to.
No matter how pathetic or pitiful, every human is fated to have one moment in their lives in which they can change their own destiny.
Madness is a matter of perspective, little dreamer.
Love is love. It doesn't matter what kind it is.
Truth is a matter of the imagination.
That is certainly one way to look at the matter. There are others.
