Armour. . . is part of a state of mind. . . in which you admit the possibility. . . of being hit.
Look. I was a superhero in the '90s. I said so at the time. McCartney, Weller, Townshend, Richards, my first album's better than all their first albums. Even they'd admit that.
When a man is wrong and won't admit is, he always gets angry.
The most educated person in the world now has to admit-- I shall not say confess-- that he or she knows less and less but at least knows less and less about more and more.
It is often difficult to admit that someone you love is not perfect, or to consider aspects of a person that are less than admirable.
By the way, I'm not sure the managing director who was 50 in 2005 understood that the job had changed - that when he or she came out of school in 1986, that it was different. How would they know? We've got to admit that.
I decided upon the thought that I can only find myself once I can admit to myself and approve that both sides are sides of myself.
I must admit, the only reason I joined an amateur dramatic society is because I couldn't get to kiss any girls - I was chasing girls all the time - and so I thought if I join it, there might be some love scenes. And there was a particular girl and I thought I might get to kiss Amy. I never did get to kiss Amy but I did get to kiss Elizabeth Taylor, so it was all right, a lot later.
My nonviolence does not admit of running away from danger and leaving the dear ones unprotected.
I personally believe a crucial ingredient in rehabilitation is to admit that you completely screwed up.
In a general sense, I admit to valuing the worldviews of men under the age of 40 and women over the age of 30.
This is Hollywood. People don't admit mistakes.
I am so much a Unitarian as this: that I believe the human mind can admit but one God, and that every effort to pay religious homage to more than one being goes to take away all right ideas.
I'll admit it: I'm a control freak. I am. If I'm going to do something, I'm going to do it 110% or there's no point in doing it at all, especially if the work takes me away from time with my husband and children.
Whether or not you love television, you've got to admit that it certainly loves itself.
Now to the term 'relativity theory. ' I admit that it is unfortunate, and has given occasion to philosophical misunderstandings.
God’s grace does not come to people who morally outperform others, but to those who admit their failure to perform and who acknowledge their need for a Savior.
The allegations of me being a pedophile are spurious, at best. However I will admit that taking my knickers off in the park and having an Easter Egg hunt with those apple-cheeked four year olds was in my best interest and not theirs
I am shy to admit that I have followed the advice given all those years ago by a wise archbishop to a bewildered young man: that moments of unbelief 'don't matter,' that if you return to a practice of the faith, faith will return.
It takes more strength to cry, admit defeat. I have truth on my side, you only have deceit.