Sentences with phrase «know everything under the sun»

This doesn't mean you must have super commission options or some fancy marketing tactic or know everything under the sun.

Not exact matches

I know I am guilty of trying to encourage our daughter to eat everything under the sun but I have to learn that she is still so young and things will always change.

It really comes down to what the mother wants and is capable of doing (very important - I know many mothers who really want to bf and try everything under the sun until they are bleeding, depressed and their babies are practically starving and it simply doesn't work).

Many young people appointed to political office in Government assume to know everything about propaganda, intelligence and security and indeed everything under the sun but inexperience exposes their lack of maturity.

She let us all know that she was asked many, many times by many, many people to run for Congress, Assembly, Senate, Executive and everything else under the sun.

We've known for a long time that being stressed can affect our mood, energy, sleep, relationships and just about everything else under the sun.

The more I can mix - n» - match something with everything under the sun, the more I can justify spending a little bit more, since I know I'll be getting crazy awesome bang for my buck.

Now, as you probably know (and as I've learned over all of my years of decorating my home and for clients) everything comes back in style and there seems to be not much new under the sun so I was a little leary at first but am really starting to love the current trend we are seeing of tassels, fringe and yes, even pom poms, everywhere!

I don't know about you, but I could easily shop for just about everything under the sun from Amazon.

I know mario has done everything under the sun but this will force them to be really creative.

There was this notion, and it certainly still persists today, that to be a great leader, you had to have a dynamic personality, inspire your colleagues, know all there is to know about the industry, and excel in administration, management, motivation, psychology, and everything else under the sun.

No, sorry dogs are as individual as we are and most will take longer than others to stop chewing on everything under the sun.

, 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,

Bloggers may no longer express their uninhibited views on everything under the sun, for the Supreme Court said they may face libel and even prosecution for the blog content.

The trick is to know everything about the law firm under the sun.

Perhaps because I remember days before we had kids when it felt like there were many more silver linings to long distance — nights on the couch to myself watching movies I knew he wouldn't like, more late nights reading in bed, uninterrupted Saturdays in which to write, always drinking my favorite white wine instead of red, lazy Skype dates during which we'd talk about everything under the sun.

At the same time, I know maximalist living room design is more than just filling a space with anything and everything under the sun.