Freddie will have been dead for 20 years in November. I was staggered because it doesn't seem possible that all that time has passed and I still miss him. He was my best friend, my best man. We shared so much and I owe so much to him.
All the damnable degrees Of drinking have you staggered through.
As I hammered in the last bolt and staggered over the rim, it was not at all clear to me who was the conqueror and who was the conquered. I do recall that El Cap seemed to be in much better condition than I was.
In such a strait the wisest may well be perplexed and the boldest staggered.
. . . because when beauty awes you, you must halt and try to catch your breath and your staggered heart.
Achilles too staggered a moment. He felt his soul change colour. Blood pooled at his feet, and though he continued to stand upright and triumphant in the sun, his spirit set off on its own downward path and approached the boarders of an unknown region.
Love was a terrible thing. You poisoned it and stabbed at it and knocked it down into the mud - well down - and it got up and staggered on, bleeding and muddy and awful. Like - like Rasputin.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
I'm staggered by the question of what it's like to be a multimilionaire. I always have to remind myself that I am.
Let's be realistic, how many people are buying a $2,000 skirt? I love to design things that people can actually buy. I'm staggered by what a boot costs today.
The Christian faith is the most exciting drama that ever staggered the imagination of man-and the dogma is the drama. . . The plot pivots upon a single character, and the whole action is the answer to a single central problem: 'What think ye of Christ?'. . . He was emphatically not a dull m an in his human lifetime, and if he was God, there can be nothing dull about God either.
Forever," he vowed, still a little staggered. "That's all I'm asking for," I said.
