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One thing I've learned over these last 30 or 40 years is that people make history. There's no fait accompli to any of this.

The whole tone of Church teaching in regard to women is, to the last degree, contemptuous and degrading.

Religion is the last refuge of human savagery.

Architecture was the last of the major professions to devise a formal 'cursus honorum' before its practice could be undertaken.

I recently took up ice sculpting. Last night I made an ice cube. This morning I made 12, I was prolific.

My mother cooked her last Christmas standing rib roast in 1987 and died a few weeks afterward.

In the last analysis, what we are communicates far more eloquently than anything we say or do.

Ambition is the last refuge of the failure.

I have a scheme for stopping war. It's this - no nation is allowed to enter a war till they have paid for the last one.

Peace for us means the destruction of Israel. We are preparing for an all-out war, a war which will last for generations.

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

All business sagacity reduces itself in the last analysis to judicious use of sabotage.

Do every act of your life as though it were the very last act of your life.

The government is becoming the family of last resort.

The wide corridor up the centre of E Block was floored with linoleum the colour of tired old limes, and so what was the Last Mile at other prisons was called the Green Mile at Cold Mountain.

Cautiously, he moved further out, checking the roofs, doors, windows. Nothing. He walked out further, keeping against the wooden wall of a building, just in case. His heart was pounding in his ears. Strange, isn__ it? You could be in hundreds of fights, but everyone always seemed like the first time. A million different things could happen, go completely wrong. Then it might well be his last. Where is he? Which building?

You rarely know, in the moment, when it's the last time you'll do something. Most of the time, the whole thing just sneaks away in the night, never to be seen or heard from again, not even sending back so much as a postcard to say hello.

The last day is way shorter than counting to ten.