Sentences with phrase «only houses perfectly»

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A little march to and rally outside where he was staying, in support of the action being taken to preserve the eight indigenous ethnic groups, the small but very ancient and entrenched Jewish community, the Gulf's only synagogue and Jewish cemetery, the black community that is part of the East African diaspora, the fifth of the population that is non-Muslim, the half of that fifth which is Christian, the strictly optional status of the women's headscarf, the Sunni third of Bahraini Muslims, the requirement that all legislation be approved by both Houses of Parliament, the election of the Lower House by universal suffrage, the regular appointment of women to the Upper House to make up for their dearth in the elected Lower House, the presence in the Upper House of a Jewish man and a Christian woman (the latter the first woman ever to chair a Parliament in the Arab world), the present position of a Jewish woman as Ambassador to the United States, the very close ties to Britain, and the fact that all of this is perfectly acceptable even to Salafi Members of Parliament.

«So the only way it can happen is if all the parties agree to work together, rationally, reasonably, sensibly on trying to deliver what I think the British public would see as, not a priority, but a perfectly sensible reform that we have people legislating in the House of Lords who are elected by right.»

It is not too loud and works perfectly for single serving smoothies since I am the only one at my house drinking them.

She's not part of an elite group of women who do everything perfectly, from pushing out their babies in serene silence, to only eating organic foods grown from biodynamic gardens, to making cloth diapers from odds and ends around the house.

She realized that had to learn fashion truths the hard way: by showing up to her conservative Wall Street office in outfits that seemed perfectly fashionable and normal when she left the house, only to realize upon arrival to the office that they were either horribly frumpy or incredibly inappropriate.

The gold leaves and our warm houses aren't the only part of the season that feels lush with such snuggly style options abound, and this outfit from Doll Me Up I'm sharing with you today definitely feels like it fits in with the season perfectly.

Susan may be perfect in every way, but she's also hiding a perfectly horrible secret that only a haunted house can help her face.

February 17, 1988, I opened my eyes and heard a procession of sounds: first the phone going off on the opposite side of the bed, rousing us at 5:04 a.m. to what could only be a calamity, then rain pummeling the roof of our old Victorian house, sluicing its sneaky way to the basement, and finally small puffs of air coming from Hugh's lower lip, each one perfectly timed, like a metronome.

I understand that it might be necessary to split people into more than one room, but for the future it would be wise to either split it alphabetically, or make it perfectly clear from the start that the rules presented at sign - up are only valid for the really big publishing houses.

Located perfectly between Wilderness and Sedgefield on a 29 hectare rehabilitated pine plantation, are only four wooden houses powered by a combination of wind and sun that translates into a thoroughly sustainable holiday for the whole family (solar geyser, wind turbines and solar panels).

Benefit not only from the perfectly equipped facilities of the house, but also from the perfect location: You may find the historical city center with many interesting sights in walking distance.

Cuenca was perfectly located for me, with both the bustling city streets and secluded natural areas only minutes away from our house by car.

When uploading their artistic documentation to Companies House's online portal, the registry was perfectly happy with the artists stating they were avoiding tax (not illegal, whereas evading tax is)-- their only issue was that the text should be more legible on the page.

, 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,

The French fashion house Louis Vuitton seems to perfectly grasp this and are known for their joint projects with contemporary artists — Richard Prince, Yayoi Kusama, and Dinos and Jake Chapman are only a few of those with whom LV has worked.

Given the Connect worked perfectly with two August Smart Locks inside the house, I can only assume my exterior brick work was blocking the signal.

Reclaimed wood flooring is a great option in new spaces; not only are you recycling, but you're getting something perfectly worn in, which will make the house feel unique.