The last night of retreat, after Mass, the hundreds of them sat by candlelight in the huge gymnasium. It smelled like incense and whatever hope was made out of.
When you live in my house, you learn to be fine with whatever you come across. It's the only way to stay sane in insanity.
A wicked curve appears on his lips. “No, you’re wrong. I’m allowed to say whatever I want. What I’m not allowed to do is what I want.
If we aren't willing to do whatever is required," he said finally, "then we risk losing what we have been mandated to protect.
Almost ninety nine percent of relationships break because at least one of the two shows dishonesty – in whatever form or degree – towards it.
Our sex smelled like love—and monetary transaction. Whatever we had, it was politics at its most honest.
Hardly anybody tells the truth these days. For the truth I have to go to Washington DC, and whatever a politician says, interpolate the opposite.
The best way to hide a body is to convert it to saltwater and then dump it in the ocean. But whatever you do, do not drink it!
With him, I've become like putty- rendered powerless by his magnificence- and his to mold into whatever he desires.
In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those who decide to die?
Press button woman was there for him For whatever he was wanting. No demand was too big Press button woman knew her gig.
The purpose of life is to live. The meaning of life is whatever you choose. The secret to life is balance in all things…
That's the thing about your destiny how are you supposed to know when it arrives? How are you supposed to recognise it from random life?
Ben wished the world was organized by the Dewey decimal system. That way you'd be able to find whatever you were looking for.
I like visiting people in prison. I can say whatever I want to them, and they can’t do anything about it.
Men do not die on mornings like this: whatever happens then happens in their name, like the lives of obscure saints, who exist only in folk memory.
If you continue to touch me,” he said, his eyes flashing, searing into her, “you’re going to end up in this tub with me.
Does anybody know which are the thoughts of God, even if they are plants, mountains, sky, stars or whatever else?
As I approach my 88th birthday, it's become apparent to me that my eyes and ears, among other appurtenances, aren't quite what they used to be. The prospect of long flights to wherever in search of whatever are not quite as appealing.
Life is here only to be lived so that we can, through life, earn the right to death, which to me is paradise. Whatever it is that will bring me the reward of paradise, I'll do the best I can.
At the end of the day, the TV show is the best job in the world. I get to go anywhere I want, eat and drink whatever I want. As long as I just babble at the camera, other people will pay for it. It's a gift.
