Sentences with phrase «like humans breathe»

«Just like humans breathe oxygen, these bacteria respire poisonous elements to survive,» said Chris Abin, author of a paper describing the research published recently in the journal Environmental Science & Technology and a doctoral candidate in microbiology.

Not exact matches

Mattresses need support to stay firm and stable, and, just like humans, mattress, no matter what their make or model, need space to breathe.

Sure, you can randomly shake up things and form a new instance, like throwing a bucket of sand to the ground and find a form of a human, but you won't find the form actually live and breathe.

Radiant Word, blazing Power, you who mould the manifold so as to breathe your life into it; I pray you, lay on us those your hands — powerful, considerate, omnipresent, those hands which do not (like our human hands) touch now here, now there, but which plunge into the depths and the totality, present and past, of things so as to reach us simultaneously through all that is most immense and most inward within us and around us.

It is none of these things — it is a living and breathing body of humans trying to become more like Jesus who is our Head and love each other like he loved us.

Like Moltmann, Mühlen then presents the Spirit as the personified bond of love between the Father and the Son, who at the moment of Jesus» death on the cross is breathed forth upon the world to unite human beings with one another and with the triune God (VG 23 - 24, 33 - 36).

It took most of a lifetime of being looked - over and isolated for us to find one another at ages 50 and 61, and I am responding to this editorial to tell you this: If you are alive, breathing, and able to give a bit of your heart to another human without set expectations on what the returns will look like, or feel like - love will find a way.

As far as the fantasy half - human / half - god (or other «spirit»); those tales are from the fertile human imagination, like fire - breathing dragons, centaurs, boogeymen and numerous other flights of fancy, without a scintilla of evidence of fact.

For example, Hofer (1987, 1994) examined physiological regulation in rat babies (who are much less social than humans) and has demonstrated that separation from mother causes dysregulation in multiple physiological systems like breathing, heart rate, hormones.

If one can not commit to something like a job, or maybe gets fired for not being good enough, how in the world will they commit to a living breathing little human?

A recent study from the England's University of Portsmouth showed that young orangutans and chimps open their mouths and breathe faster when they're tickled, just like human babies, indicating it's a universal response to pleasure.

Images of woman that aren't airbrushed, painted, surgically altered, pushed up / in, and posed remind all of us what living, breathing, human woman really look like.

The Environmental Protection Agency calls climate change a threat to human health.Judith Enck, EPA administrator for the region that includes New York state, says the new standards will make the air easier to breathe for people with repertory illnesses, like the 25 million Americans who live with asthma.

The tubes that form the middle - ear canal in humans probably evolved from a pair of gill - like holes that allowed primeval sea creatures to breathe from the back of their heads, the researchers find.

Today, photosynthesis is considered «the most important chemical reaction on earth», providing food for humans and animals, releasing oxygen for them to breathe — and millions of years later, this process provides fossil fuel in the form of oil, coal and natural gas, as Michel likes to point out.

This wouldn't feel so tone deaf and backwards if the film did a better job of making Thomas feel like a living, breathing human being rather than some misguided, coming - of - age hipster creep.

Thomas, Edith, and Lucille never come to life; they're more like Victorian - Era stiffs than breathing human beings.

But Reeves counterbalances a solidly world - weary cast (including Keri Russell and Kodi Schmitt - McPhee, who, as Malcolm's frail, indie - comic - reading son, could certainly have been more annoying) against some of the strongest mo - cap effects ever put on screen, allowing Kibbell and Serkis to breathe unmistakable gravity into both Koba's vengeful sadism and Caesar's sad - eyed realization that apes and humans have more in common than he'd like to admit.

Cronenberg is also advancing not an idea so much as an impression of violence as something hovering over virtually all human interaction, like the air people breathe.

Although there is some soft - peddled Christian mysticism that comes at the end of the third act, «Dawn Treader» is primarily concerned with spectacle set pieces involving a truly gigantic eel - like sea monster and a fire - breathing dragon who has been transformed from his human form by way of a curse.

Granted, nothing truly substantial comes from the dialogue until the out - of - nowhere borderline tear - jerking climax, but the human personas are unique and lively, much like the performers who breathe life into them.

Animals, like the human animal, are living, breathing, feeling, loving, soul - filled children of God.

her breathing is so egregular it scares me she snores like crazy and when she's not asleep and just hanging out her breathing is so loud it just sounds like a human snoring..

She's Been Coughing Stuff Up And Her Breathing Is Kinda Shallow; Like How It Would Be With A Cold Or Something In Humans.

Because of this, there is a fatal deterioration of muscles, and much like what happens to affected human baby boys, puppies typically die early in life because of breathing difficulties

Like humans, they breathe air, have warm blood and give birth to live young.

, 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,

Maybe it's time for lawyers to think less like lawyers and more like living, breathing, human beings who can recognize beauty.

You want to come across like a living, breathing, real human being on your resume.