" He'd always got drunk after the show but it had never got to the point where it would jeopardize the show itself.

He'd been submitting tapes and song ideas to us since he'd joined the band, always instrumentals, since he didn't sing.

He'd always be in his room calling the shots.

Smith enjoyed spending time with his grandparents, Red and Edie Wilson ; Red said " He'd always come in and give us hugs and kisses.

He'd always considered the islands his home, and had never considered the possibility of anyone seeing him as anything other than black, but he realized here for the first time, by some, he might be considered white.

He'd heard of a " kidnapping " from Montfermeil, remembered Valjean's request of three days, and had also heard of a man poorly dressed who gave money to other poor people, the " beggar who gives alms ", who had a granddaughter with him, who ( so rumors said ) said that she came from Montfermeil.

After recording the second version of the song, Lennon wanted to do something different with it, as Martin remembered: " He'd wanted it as a gentle dreaming song, but he said it had come out too raucous.

He'd be out there squinting because he could see, at midnight, the moonlight and shadows, and that was his way of not seeing the weeds or imperfections that would plague him during the day ..." Talking of the tranquility he felt at Friar Park, Harrison once said: " Sometimes I feel like I'm actually on the wrong planet, and it's great when I'm in my garden.

' He'd probably be run over by a Yellow Cab on Park Avenue and killed ,' my wife said.

Canibus name dropped Eminem's long time deceased friend Proof, Canibus said " If Proof Was Alive He'd Be Dying Inside ".

Comparing Richards to Lemon, Bannister said, " He'd post the lineups 10 minutes before the game, and only then we'd find out who was playing and where.

He'd ask them to sit down as, and if, he pointed to each person and said his or her name.

In Hellblazer # 64, it is said ( but not confirmed ) that Jesus was conceived from the archangel Gabriel's rape of a woman named Mary (" He'd committed rape behind a carpenter's in Nazareth, and a cycle of agony began that ended on a hill above Jerusalem ...").

He'd often joke about it, " This is a magnificent building ," he said with his tenor voice, " but I think the roof is leaking.

He'd play the record but he'd improvise over what Earl was doing ..... ' course, when you heard Art play you didn't hear nothing of anybody but Art.

He'd whack you.

He'd say, ' I don't want to take away from you dropping your gloves, but, I don't want you to think about not doing it.

He'd written Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say please share my umbrella and it's like when you get a really great part of a lyric or, I also had this nice riff as well, and when you have such a great start to a song it's kind of like the rest is easy.

He'd let you know.

He'd been in an angry mood: Conchita had thought his face almost ugly with the anger in him.

He'd mounted up immediately and raced with a revolver ready toward the spot from which he'd estimated the shot had come.

He'd landed the plane on a small airstrip in Connecticut and as soon as the aircraft had coasted to a stop, everyone had burst into chatter at the same moment.

He'd been there several times, back when, while he and Radic had been friends, or at least not enemies.

He'd mentioned it, himself, at church and everybody seemed to have the idea that Tolley had left because Jenny had jilted him for Roy Robards.

He'd had no idea how unhappy his sweet peach had been.

He'd been sent by Pittsburgh's GM Branch Rickey to evaluate Clemente's teammate Joe Black, a pitcher Rickey himself had originally signed for the Dodgers and was now thinking of reacquiring for Pittsburgh.

He concentrates on one key phrase hidden under the sound of a street musician: " He'd kill us if he had the chance ".

Tim Finnegan lived in Walken streetA gentleman Irish, mighty oddHe had a brogue both rich and sweetAnd to rise in the world he carried a hodYou see he'd a sort of a tipplin ' wayWith a love for the liquor he was bornAnd to send him on his way each day, He'd a drop of the craythur every morn '

He'd had his arms and legs blown off and some of his body had been blown through the railings.

He'd say, "... went to bank ... had problem ... sat down ... couldn't get out ... killed a woman ... very sad ...".

He'd had abscess there, it spread to both his eyes and one had to be removed.

He'd just come off back to back successes with Gloria Gaynor and Peaches & Herb and had won a Grammy for Gaynor's huge hit " I Will Survive ".

He'd find a disappointed Flynn, who had already sold all his gear in preparation for the move.

He'd led Frank Johnson's Colored Band and by 1818 had taken his band as far south as Richmond, Virginia, playing dances for white southerners.

He'd be an idiot to let them stay he thought, but he couldn't send them on, either.

" While Frank Miller has described the relationship between Batman and the Joker as a " homophobic nightmare ," he views the character as sublimating his sexual urges into crimefighting, concluding, " He'd be much healthier if he were gay.

He'd also formed a blueprint for the prospective league's operations, which included early television exposure, heavy promotion in home markets, and owners willing to absorb years of losses — which he felt would be inevitable until the league found its feet.

" He'd rather be called Birdetta.

" You wouldn't be as badly off as John D. Rockefeller ," the Scarecrow responds, " He'd lose six thousand dollars a minute if that happened.

*" He'd be turning in his grave if he were alive today.

He'd be handsomer than he is if he had better manners but life and his enemies have left him looking a little beat up, and I suppose having seen his mother ( back about 1840 ) trying to take a bath in a wooden washtub without fully undressing left his soul a little warped.

He'd be like the everyman who's affected by the dramatic personalities around him.

' He'd be kissing the receiver and lavishing affection – ' Hello, lovey dovey ' – on a dog!