The truth is, today's accountability systems are
pale reflections of the real thing.
They are
pale reflections of what well - designed accountability systems would actually do.
In his stories the church exists on the edge of the common life of the people as only a fading,
pale reflection of the larger community.
Every schoolyard pile - on and childhood act of coordinated cruelty, every lynching, every swarm of decent people caught up in the madness of the mob is
a pale reflection of the crowd crying «Crucify him!»
Too much theologizing is based merely upon
the pale reflection of itself which it sees in philosophy, and needs a more thorough grounding in biblical studies.
Clearly, the God of the 1990s in America is a distant and
pale reflection of the God of our forefathers.
All the loving that we receive from each other is
a pale reflection of what he can offer us.
Toward the end of their history the Maya built Mayapan,
a pale reflection of earlier glories.
Nonetheless, the art is impressive enough that even a somewhat
pale reflection of greatness is still worth seeing.
That exploitation is something that they must swallow as their dignity fades leaving only constant fear and
the pale reflection of the dream that brought them to London in the first place.
For being one of the rare summer sequels that was not
a pale reflection of its predecessors, it deserves a decent bit of credit.
Other Hubs - Music and Reader - are
a pale reflection of pre-loaded Google and Amazon apps for streaming tunes and downloading ebooks.
Not exact matches
When winter is at last over we'd come peeping out our doors, squinting in the sunlight, blinded by our
pale reflections and inhaling the scents
of new life.
Investigating the flashes, Marshak and his colleagues found that similar
reflections from our
pale blue dot caught the attention
of astronomer Carl Sagan in 1993.
Its name is a
reflection of the combination
of mágico black body paint and
pale Moonrock leather upholstery, a unique colour scheme within the range that enhances the Altea's roominess and lends a touch
of elegance that has nothing to envy
of higher segment vehicles.
A causeway stretches across the lake on a bridge
of silvery granite, and beyond it,
pale on its
reflection, a temple shines.
Brown's brooding pallete
of black, grays, and flashes
of pale skin, depicts a private moment as a memento mori, where a woman and her
reflection are joined in the form
of a loosely - painted skull.
On the right - hand side
of the photograph are
pale, pink and tan
reflections of what could be a boat or seaside building.
She could see the distaste in his eyes instead
of the
reflection she usually got, which was: «tall,
pale, skinny, geek.»