Sentences with phrase «now near the end of her life»

Now near the end of her life, noted designer Alma Belasco reflects on her enduring love for Ichimei Kududa, the Japanese gardener's son with whom she has shared a secret passion for more than 50 years.

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If I had freaked out every time someone has said «The end is near» during the course of my life, I probably would have had to check in to the Rubber Room Suites by now.

With the nation's water infrastructure nearing the end of its design life, Stanford engineer Richard Luthy says now is the time to build a more energy - efficient system.

Give them up now, and you'll benefit for the rest of your life, not just near its end.

Bill C14, now adopted by both the House of Commons and the Senate, restricts assisted dying to persons near the end of their natural lives (whether or not they have psychiatric disorders).

And now, the end is near And so I face the final curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case, of which I'm certain I've lived a life that's full I traveled each and every highway And more, much more tha..

Now 81, Jackson has not been on Broadway since 1988 — she spent 23 of the intervening years as a member of the British Parliament — and here she plays the character identified as A: a rich, mean elderly woman nattering about her life as she nears the end of it.

As he nears what we now know will be the end of his life, the diary entries grow more generous — to himself and to others.

The huge drive to equip state schools with interactive whiteboards (IWB) resulted in huge market saturation for the technology but many IWBs are now nearing the end of their natural lives, and one of the major areas of change I'm seeing in schools is their decision to think about next generation technology.

It is also estimated that the cost of dealing with such defects will double between now and 2021, even with current levels of funding because many buildings are near the end of their useful lives with most of the school estate being over 40 years old.

The current, sixth generation BMW 5 Series was introduced in 2009 and is nearing its end of life - cycle now.

And now, with the Discovery 4 nearing the end of its life, Land Rover is commemorating that anniversary with a special edition model — the Land Rover Discovery XXV Special Edition.

Paul Auster made his breakthrough debut with his memoir The Invention of Solitude; 30 years later, he looks at his life again, now as it nears its end.

This past summer, Fido was returned to our care as his owner, now 100 1/2, was nearing the end of her life.

He also wagged his tell like a dog which was cute although now I think it was emotional stress which I think near to the end of his life he was getting in a more comfortable state and got excited when around us, happy and content.

The Surge maintains the same core formula while fundamentally changing the setting, which is now a dystopian future where Earth nears the end of its life and overpopulated cities face environmental diseases among many other issues.

The New York Times reports that the foundation has dropped the gallery in favour of three alternatives, will now be overseen by these galleries, which are diverse and peppered across the globe: Pace (New York, London, Hong Kong, and Beijing), which represented Rauschenberg near the end of his life, Thaddaeus Ropac (Paris and Salzburg), and Luisa Strina, in the ever - expanding art capital of São Paulo.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

«We can power Australia with the wind, sun, and water for a cost similar to replacing the ageing coal and gas plants that are nearing the end of their lives now.

I've been using Logitech's new PowerPlay wireless mouse system for about a month now, and I think my life - long journey of finding the perfect mouse is nearing its end.