In Vegas, I got into a long argument with the man at the roulette wheel over what I considered to be an odd number.
I've been in the Labour Party 50 years and it's 40-odd since I was elected to Parliament
Odd, isn't it? You know when your birthday is, but not your death day, even though you pass the date year after year, never suspecting that some day.
In an odd way, Donald Trump and maybe Brexit is gonna be great for inspiring a new wave of socially conscious political music.
At the end of any of my project I miss the material. I pick subjects I love and then get very engaged with them, so stopping that engagement often feels odd and arbitrary, but there's a moment when I don't want to change anything else and when the shape and length feels right. At that point, continuing would be destructive.
I play baseball and I like to read. What makes that odd?
But once in a while the odd thing happens Once in a while the dream comes true And the whole pattern of life is altered Once in a while, the moon turns blue
I feel comfortable in the presence of oddity. Probably because I'm a little bit odd.
It's odd that the word 'atheist' even exist. I don't play golf, is there a word for non-golf players ?
I thought it odd that the woman was over a thousand years old but thought the microwave was primitive.
That's the thing about destiny: It can't be predicted, and it's usually pretty odd.
He was dead. However, his nose throbbed painfully, which he thought odd in the circumstances.
All coincidences are Odd. That's what makes them coincidences.
So, they had this 40-odd year friendship with each other and with Mr Harwood. So, when I came on it Albert, Tom and Maggie were in the cast. But then Albert wasn't up for it, so he had to withdraw.
When I was twelve years old I thought up an odd trinity: namely, God the Father, God the Son, and God the Devil. My inference wasthat God, in contemplating himself, created the second person of the godhead; but that, in order to be able to contemplate himself, he had to contemplate, and thus to create, his opposite. --With this I began to do philosophy.
It's funny how you can't ask difficult questions in a familiar place, how you have to stand back a few feet and see things in a new way before you realize nothing that is happening to you is normal. The trouble with you and me is we are used to what is happening to us. We grew into our lives like a kernel beneath the earth, never able to process the enigma of our composition. . . Nothing is normal. It is all rather odd, isn't it, our eyes in our heads, our hands with five fingers, the capacity to understand beauty, to feel love, to feel pain.
I don't see myself as beautiful, because I can see a lot of flaws. People have really odd opinions. They tell me I'm skinny, as if that's supposed to make me happy.
An early flourish of confidence is useful. Then there's the small crudities - the slubs and bumps that come with outdoor work - the odd charm of imprecision.
Never Refuse Wine. It is an odd but universally held opinion that anyone who doesn't drink must be an alcoholic.
In some situations I was difficult, in odd moments impossible, in rare moments loathsome, but at my best unapproachably great.