Sentences with phrase «makes my eyes feel»

Not only can an allergic reaction make your eyes feel bad — think itchy, tender, and watery — but allergies also trigger a blotchy kind of redness, which only becomes worse if you scratch your eyes.

The condition doesn't necessarily require a doctor's visit; applying a cold compress can help ease the redness and make your eyes feel better.

I have a dry eye condition and reading on LCD actually makes my eyes feel better.

Designed to make your eyes feel like you're reading a «real» printed page.

Graphically it's pretty weak, and there are sometimes weird angles that can make your eyes feel funky if you have the 3D effect enabled.

Not exact matches

He's currently using programs with eye - catching interfaces to make trades, and he's never felt that casino - like pull to increase his bets.

When your eyes are exposed to it directly, the blue light halts production of the sleep - inducing hormone melatonin and makes you feel more alert.

There is a need to feel safe, to back away, make fun by calling pattern recognition «touchy - feely,» or «the soft stuff» and roll your eyes.

Jon Bon Jovi on how he feels Steve Jobs and iTunes have altered the music - buying experience... for the worse The Sunday Times, March 2011 Kids today have missed the whole experience of putting the headphones on, turning it up to 10, holding the jacket, closing their eyes and getting lost in an album, and the beauty of taking your allowance money and making a decision based on the jacket, not knowing what the record sounded like, and looking at a couple of still pictures and imagining it.

When they're actually able to get some shut - eye, Brooklinen's sheets will make them feel like they're snoozing on cloud nine.

In terms of design, from the precise way everything was packaged, to the look and feel of these headphones, there is no doubt that a lot of thought was put into making them both functional and aesthetically pleasing to the eye.

Lack of transparency often stems from oversight rather than malice, but that doesn't necessarily make a difference in the eyes of a customer who feels he or she has been duped.

Looking into the eyes of others may make you feel as if you are staring at them, but you are not doing any such thing.

«Making eye contact even with a character on a cereal box inspires powerful feelings of connection,» said Brian Wansink, a professor at Cornell's Dyson School of Applied Economics and Management.

Sustained, focused eye contact makes you feel more confident and act more assertively.

I personally make a habit of updating it every morning and right before bed, both to give my eyes a break and because the feeling of knowing exactly what's coming up helps calm my nerves.

Audio recording will also give you the opportunity to keep eye contact with the person during the question and answer session, making both of your feel at ease.

Rather than let women see themselves through the eyes of others, as «Sketches» did, it cons them with a fake medicated patch that's supposed to make them feel more beautiful.

They can also provide a protected opportunity for eye contact and active listening (i.e., making someone feel heard and valued).

For example, the wide - angle lens is designed to mimic the way the human eye sees the world so that viewing a Memory later makes a person feel like they are reliving the experience.

And so, feeling the need to participate in success theater falls away; and makes your eyes roll when you are observing others perform it.

He did not know it, but he felt that Roark knew; Roark's eyes made him uncomfortable and that made him angry.»

The va.gue notion by Palestinians that Israelis should be made to feel their pain is not an eye for an eye.

And I don't know what grief that's got her cornered at every turn, or if it's a prodigal child she's begging to make a u-turn, don't know if it's a mountain she's got to take, or if it's something that's trying to take her — but I know that I know that overwhelmed look in her eyes and I feel the cracking ache in her brave voice and the details of our hard may be different, but all our need for courage is the same.

So if you ever see something that makes you feel really scared or makes you want to do bad things, you just shut your ears and your eyes to it.

I take it a «photographic eye» isn't itself what makes a photo sometimes giving someone a magical feeling..?

Atheism offers nothing to me, it never has and never will, it doesn't make me feel good or comfort me, it's not there for me when I'm sick or ill, it won't intervene in my times of need or protect me from hate, it doesn't care if I fail or succeed, it won't wipe the tears from my eyes, it does nothing when I have no where to run, it won't give me wise words or advice, it has no teaches for me to learn, it can't show me what's bad or nice, it's never inspired or excited anyone, it won't help me fulfill all my goals, it won't tell me to stop when I'm having fun, it's never saved one single soul, it doesn't take credit for everything I achieve, it won't make me get down on bended knee, it doesn't demand that I have to believe, it won't torture me for eternity, it won't teach me to hate or despise others, it won't tell me what's right or wrong, it can't tell nobody not to be lovers, it's told no one they don't belong, it won't make you think life is worth living, it has nothing to offer me, that's true, but the reason Atheism offers me nothing is because I've never asked it to, Atheism offers nothing because it doesn't need to, Religion promises everything because you want it to, You don't need a Religion or to have faith, You just want it because you need to feel safe, I want to feel reality and nothing more, Atheism offers me everything that Religion has stolen before.

As a child I used to suffer tortures of shyness, and if my shoe - lace was untied would feel shamefacedly that every eye was fixed on the unlucky string; as a girl I would shrink away from strangers and think myself unwanted and unliked, so that I was full of eager gratitude to any one who noticed me kindly; as the young mistress of a house I was afraid of my servants, and would let careless work pass rather than bear the pain of reproving the ill - doer; when I have been lecturing and debating with no lack of spirit on the platform, I have preferred to go without what I wanted at the hotel rather than to ring and make the waiter fetch it.

I still kept a round of duties, and would not suffer myself to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened by sickness, death, or heavy storms of thunder, my religion would not do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin to repent my going so much to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked heart, with the solicitations of my associates, and my fondness for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst of my mirth sometimes would have such a sense of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness for hours and hours; but when I came to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I hear the music and drink a glass of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed to any sort of merriment or diversion, that I thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt as guilty as ever, and could sometimes not close my eyes for some hours after I had gone to my bed.

The desire for list - making is overwhelming, as though by careful inventory I could somehow draw again upon the feeling once invested, like a savings account, in those toys: a stuffed tiger, one eye askew, its ribbon shredding in age.

@richimo, God does not put degrees on sin, In His eyes sin is sin, His word states that if we are guilty of breaking just of one of His commandment than we are guilty of breaking them all... richimo have you ever lied, (even just «a little white lie» is lying, lying to make someone feel good, is still lying.

Confronted with such enormous offer of love, our conscience gets unburdened, not because it is literaly washed by Christ's blood, but figuratively: the realization that innocent blood of God's Son was shed FOR ME, unconditionally, makes me aware of God's love, makes me feel loved and accepted in God's eyes.

From the pandemic of pornography to reality T.V., to the insatiable urge so many feel to make the whole of life a performance on Facebook and Twitter, the distinction upon which civilization has depended — a careful demarcation between the public and the private — is dissolving before our eyes.

Why would you talk to a trusted friend, gaining valuable insights when you could be staring into the beautiful eyes of someone who makes you feel weak in the knees, gaining ever more butterflies in your stomach?

When taken literally, this has produced a plethora of neurotic guilt - feelings by making the «wandering eye» as reprehensible as adultery.

Wear gloves for this if possible; the peppers will leave a layer of capsaicin on your skin for 24 - 48 hours that can really make you miserable (your skin will feel burny and if you touch your eyes, they will burn badly).

The light seems to come in two varieties, silver or gold, and sometimes the glow makes it feel like the prairies are threatening to take over; the concrete will start falling away and luscious grasses will spring up everywhere, wildflowers and meadow as far as the eye can see.

It may have taken 2 months for me to make that eye appointment, but by golly am I going to feel like a brand new woman when those new specs come in!

Welp, turns out I definitely do sound weird and apparently I also feel the need to clench my eyes shut and make pronounced lip gestures when trying to pronounce a more difficult word.

Not saying that I am a good photographer now, but definitely, a better photographer, Alhamdulillah... I have also updated the recipe slightly to make it more arranged and better written too... Below is the old picture... I feel like closing my eyes and not looking at it!

But if we make healthy food fun, bright, and attractive to the eyes of our little ones, than we can feel a little better about this time of year all together!

The fresh blueberries and mint add an invigorated feel, and make it an aesthetic treat for the eyes as well as the palate.

If you or your love of choice think that starting the day feeling both happy and energised is a foreign myth unless you've had your morning cuppa joe, or, if you can't make words or look anyone in the eye until you've had your first sip of creamy coffee in the a.m., this one is especially for you.

This week my sweet Eva is suffering from an eye abrasion, which has led to a lot of doctor visits and time spent trying to make her feel better.

After a quick tour of a Chocolate Farm in Panama, I feel like my eyes have really been opened to the whole fascinating chocolate making process (and I am now a big buyer of both cacao powder and cacao nibs — all the good stuff is in both of these).

It's an eye - pleaser at pot - lucks and dinner parties; the best part is that you get to make your guests feel healthy and wonderful and its all a flamingo - tinged hostess secret!

(And if the weather is awful and cold and you have snow in April... make them anyway and close your eyes and feel the summer breeze in your hair with every bite you take.)

Feel free to use regular dry pinto beans or yellow eye beans for this recipe, they both make delicious refried beans.

As a pie lover, I wasn't really feeling the loss, but when my wife started making puppy dog eyes at me before a busy week of trial (for her), my mind went straight to that zucchini in the fridge and the container of cocoa powder in the cabinet.

They appeal to his status as the Pitcher of the»80s, or his performance in Game 7, or his tenacity, or that gleam in his eye that made you feel like you were going to be alright, or the smell of his aftershave as he cradled the rest of the team in his arms, or... whatever they feel like appealing to.