We refuse to dismiss the experts, we listen to them. . . they all agree that Britain is better off in, you are better off in.
They are the follies inherent to youth; I make sport of them, and, if you are kind, you will not yourself refuse them a good-natured smile.
If God says, 'I forgive you,' you are forgiven no matter how you feel, and to refuse that forgiveness is an act of arrogance.
A wild appreciation of men and women. . . who passionately and fearlessly and recklessly redefine romance. . . . The passionate creatures who refuse to play it safe and settle down now have an intelligent, like-minded advocate.
I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.
I'm either a mutant or a cripple, and I refuse to be a cripple. People pity cripples, but they're afraid of mutants [. . . ] Fear implies respect.
Few suffer more than those who refuse to forgive themselves.
Some people are quick to challenge others but refuse to look in the mirror and challenge themselves.
I refuse to pay a bill I don't owe.
Engaging the city around us and ministering to its needs reveal to us the remaining bastions of sin in our lives, the areas we refuse to surrender to God.
Before I refuse to take your questions, I have an opening statement.
I refuse to be molded into some stereotypical ballplayer that has no interests, really, no life, no depth, no intelligence.
Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.
Often we combat our evil thoughts most effectively if we absolutely refuse to allow them to be expressed in words.
I would not rule out going to Israel because I disapprove of the foreign policy any more than I would refuse to play in the UK because I disapprove of Tony Blair's foreign policy.
You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free.
I refuse not to have a sense of humour.
Refuse to be cynical. Refuse to think that things can never change.
Yet I exist in the hope that these memoirs. . . may find their way to the minds of humanity in Some Dimension, and may stir up a race of rebels who shall refuse to be confined to limited Dimensionality.
I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly.