How can you look at the Texas legislature and still believe in intelligent design?

But then I'm one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.

Ultimately life is disease death and oblivion. It's still better than high school.

Should I perchance still feel after my death I would no longer have any doubt but I would most certainly give the lie to anyone asserting before me that I was dead.

We march and fight to death or on to victory. Our might is right no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell can still our mighty song.

To eat bread without hope is still slowly to starve to death.

Sleep is lovely death is better still not to have been born is of course the miracle.

So much of motion is so much of life and so much of joy and to stand still or get on but slowly is death and the devil.

Everything one does in life even love occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.

One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death one dies one's life.

It is impossible to experience one's death objectively and still carry a tune.

No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one it still comes as a shock and it still hurts very deeply.

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion misery and death.

No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.

Let no one weep for me or celebrate my funeral with mourning for I still live as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.

Years later I would hear my father say the divorce had left him dating his children. That still meant picking us up every Sunday for a matinee and if he had the money an early dinner somewhere.

It was funny actually because that was still during the time we were dating. He would get all these calls because supposedly before we broke up we had already broken up in the trades in the rags or whatever.

If there hadn't been women we'd still be squatting in a cave eating raw meat because we made civilization in order to impress our girlfriends.

Truthfully I'm still Corey Hart Dad first.

My dad and mom divorced when I was around ten and I didn't live with him after that though he was close by and we saw each other weekly. I wasn't really aware that he was a writer I didn't start reading his writing until I was about fifteen. It occurred to me then that my dad was kind of special he's still one of my favorite writers.

A mustache really defines your face. My dad had a mustache when I was growing up and I can still remember when he shaved it he looked like a completely different person.

I would say the most help I got was from my dad. My dad is a civil engineer in Switzerland he's 90 years old now so he's no longer active as a civil engineer but still a very active person.

You know no matter what I am or what I do for a living I'm still you know the husband and the dad and the protector of the house and I have to be conscientious about that.

Work ethic has always been stressed in my family. My dad is going to be 80 years old and he still works part time. My mom just retired a couple years ago and she's in her mid- to late 70s.