terrible

September 11 was terrible but, if one goes back over the history of the IRA, what happened to the Americans wasn't that terrible.

Eradicating a religion of kindness is, I think, a terrible thing for the Chinese to attempt.

I'm pro-forwards. Do I want the Seventies to come back? No. The haircuts were terrible. Everyone stank. The food was awful.

The food here is terrible, and the portions are too small.

I'm a really heavy sleeper. When I wake up I'm a terrible morning person.

I'm terrible with patience.

I have a terrible tendency to lick my fingers when I cook. So much so that I got a telling off from my pastry teacher years ago, who said it would hinder my prospects.

I'm so depressed. Christmas is the worst of all. Holidays are terrible, worse than Sundays. I get melancholia.

I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.

This gulf war syndrome thing is truly unfortunate, and I've met some of the vets who have this. These are my guys, and I feel terrible about it.

It is well that war is so terrible, otherwise we should grow too fond of it.

The Arab League tells us to go in and take out Qaddafi. We've spent billions of dollars already with respect to the Arab League. Billions of dollars, because they told us to do it. Why aren't they paying for it? They don't like Qaddafi, Qaddafi's been a terrible thorn in their side.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

The pool is terrible, but that doesn't have much to do with my record swims. That's all mental attitude.

Behavior has consequences, and stupid behavior often has terrible consequences.

I'm genetically programmed to be a terrible person.

Possibility of enjoying life makes death feel terrible.

We had never taken a shower together. We had never even been in the same bathroom together. "Don't flush," I'd said, "I want to look." What I saw brought out strains of compassion, for him, for his body, for his life, which suddenly seemed so frail and vulnerable. "Our bodies won't have secrets now," I said as I took my turn and sat down. He had hopped into the bathtub and was just about to turn on the shower. "I want you to see mine," I said. He did more. He stepped out, kissed me on the mouth, and, pressing and massaging my tummy with the flat of his hand, watched the whole thing happen.