Sentences with phrase «right at eye»

Everything from blouses and blazers to skirts and slacks is right at eye level on rods, while foldables (such as ts and PJs) are stowed in pullout baskets below and off - season items are stashed in neatly stacked boxes overhead.

In our house the fireplace is in the dining room, so the TV is in the living room, part of a media wall unit that has a large area in the middle where you mount a flat screen TV so it's right at eye level.

Walking into the square - shaped gallery, the viewer is surrounded by four larger - than - lifesize figures, the most shocking of which, by Summer Wheat, features a half - naked woman, presumably masturbating, with the canvas hung so that her vagina is right at eye level.

But standing, they will find that the thick horizontal window mullions are right at their eye line, like a thin blindfold.

Being a more high - end version of a vertical climber, the VersaClimber features a full color display on the case, right at eye level, so you can keep an eye on it during your entire workout.

The single best place to use a QR code would be inside of a restroom stall door, right at eye - level, but I haven't seen that yet.

Because the cords are often right at eye level for a baby who is starting to stand, it can be a particularly tempting object to touch and play with.

Sometimes we need to get right at eye level and put gentle hands on our child's shoulders.

Also, it had crank - out, floor to ceiling windows inside and out that had sharp corners right at eye level.

Our gym has a «porcelain press» and they tack a newsletter right at eye toilet level.

Stores place what they want you to buy right at eye level so that you have to see them, and end up being more tempted to buy them.

Not exact matches

For people constantly in the public eye, the royals are unsurprisingly great at shaking the right hands, smiling at the right moments, and generally keeping it all together to make sure they get things done.

Serving a meal at a local soup kitchen can open children's eyes to the human needs that exist right in their own backyard.

Paul Ciana, global chief FICC technical strategist at Bank of America Merrill Lynch, says the market's «headed right in the eye of the storm,» and there are two charts to watch that could signal some dark clouds ahead.

Those big eyes looked down and saw that grandma had a scattergun aimed right at him.

Don't stare at the person dead in the eyes as this can be seen as too intense or even feel intimidating, but rather, look slightly off center to the left or right eye.

«Governance is changing right before our eyes, and you quickly become outdated once you leave the executive suite,» says Richard Leblanc, a governance expert who teaches at York University.

Nudity and weed make fine headline - grabbers for the 22 - year - old right now, but if she wants to stay in the public eye into her 30s and 40s, she'll have to pull a Madonna and prove herself adept at reinvention.

Keeping an eye on real - time information will help you to keep your messages on - point so you can be at the right place at the right time and have the greatest impact possible.

As everyone debates whether the US stock market is in another secular bull — near an all time high valuation level — there is one developing in Japan right before our eyes at more than reasonable valuations that almost no one believes is possible.

You say you will never see if you don't take your hands off your eyes and yet refuse to look at the world from any other perspective than your own Hebrew God derived universe and you will make or accept any excuse that allows you to keep believing you are right.

People today are so preoccupied with making it illegal to even roll your eye's at the thought of gay marriage meanwhile over the last 10 years the powers that be have removed some of the most basic human rights that even Muslim countries have!

While eye for an eye is crude by today's standard, it was a step in the right direction at a time when people killed others for a lesser transgression.

it reminds me the way Michael Frost (and many others in other words, like NT Wright, Bonhoeffer, and even Ellul) explain the kingdom of God as being some kind of a «trailer» for the Kingdom that is coming, and christians would be already living the the Kingdom reality right here in this world, where it seems to the eye that there is no kingdom of God at all.

I feel the light scratches and pushes but when my eyes blearily open and I look right at her, she breaks into the wide open smile of a happy baby, all baby gums and delight and squeals.

And so without missing a beat, without even cracking a smile at my lame attempts to disarm my own fear, Carolyn looked me right in the eye and said, «Sarah.

As I said to a sibling, if my view is wrong in the eyes of god, then at least god knows every step of the path that led me to what I believe, and it comes down to being answerable only to god, if the Christian orthodox have it «right».

This helped keep the animals safe at night from wandering off, getting eaten by predators, or from getting stolen, and also helped keep the family in the upper room above (If memory serves me right, Kenneth Bailey writes about this in Jesus Through Middle Eastern Eyes: Cultural Studies in the Gospels).

Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

I guess christians are so well versed at doublethink and can read the bible and believe in all its teaching in the blink of an eye, this is childs play, right?

We talk to our youth groups and try to tell them to do the right thing, and they look at us and say with their eyes, if not their words, «WHY?»

If your right eye starts to look at a beautiful woman as she walks by, let your left look also.

With 1,500 of them out there converting two Chin - amen apiece per annum against an uphill birth rate of 33,000 pagans per day, it will take upward of a million years to make the conversions balance the output and bring the Christianizing of the country in sight to the naked eye; therefore, if we can offer our missionaries as rich a field at home at lighter expense and quite satisfactory in the matter of danger, why shouldn't they find it fair and right to come back and give us a trial?

It's peaceful and right to be here at the feet of Jesus, my head tipped back, ears finally hearing, eyes finally seeing, my hands wound tight on to the corner of a dusty robe, my heart wide, flesh again.

If you close your right eye, then look at the right dot.

However all this may be, even if we were obliged to qualify the belief that in the opening oracles of the Book of Amos we actually see Israel's monotheism taking its nascent form right under our eyes, yet at least the passage reveals the sort of thinking that certainly at some time led to Israel's great discovery.

Go get a life and take care of yourselves — concentrate on the log in your own eye before you cast stones at me (I know, crossing two stories into a single one — but it just seems right at this time)

7 A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.8 Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

I knew they could look at me right in the eye with their big baby blues and tell the biggest lies on the planet.

I have had this experience three times now, on three different occasions, in admittedly similar circumstances, but not similar enough to explain the coincidence: I am speaking from a podium to a fairly large audience on the topics of — to put it broadly — evil, suffering, and God; I have been talking for several minutes about Ivan Karamazov, and about things I have written on Dostoevsky, to what seems general approbation; then, for some reason or other, I happen to remark that, considered purely as an artist, Dostoevsky is immeasurably inferior to Tolstoy; at this, a single pained gasp of incredulity breaks out somewhat to the right of the podium, and I turn my head to see a woman with long brown hair, somewhere in her middle thirties, seated in the third or fourth row, shaking her head in wide - eyed astonishment at my loutish stupidity.

People too often talk about Jesus aside from his words, about his compassion towards all, while they fail to wrestle with some of his steepest moral teachings: «Whoever divorces his wife... and marries another, commits adultery; Everyone who looks at a woman with lust has already committed adultery with her in his heart; If your right eye causes you to sin, tear it out and throw it away; I have come to bring not peace but the sword; Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me» (Mt 19:9, 5:28, 5:30, 10:14, 10:37).

At least one description of ancient Israel sounds very much like modern America: «In those days there was no king in Israel; everyone did what was right in his own eyes» (Judges 17:6, 21:25).

The girl staring right at the camera with a single tear flowing out of her left eye was meant to communicate hope to an audience accustomed mostly to stories of loss and hopelessness in Africa, but her image is not generic.

It worried me at first, how you only looked me square in the eyes for a few seconds before glancing away, but the doctors said this is normal, that those gazes just beyond my face are your way of taking me in without growing overwhelmed, of loving me without looking right at me.

Saying thank you, please, excuse me makes you welcome everywhere you roam You'll appreciate my wisdom someday when you're older and you're grown Can't wait till you have a couple little children of your own You'll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly But right now I thank you not to roll your eyes at me Close your mouth when you chew, would appreciate Take a bite maybe two of the stuff you hate Use your fork, do not burp or I'll set you straight Eat the food I put upon your plate Get an A, get the door, don't get smart with me Get a grip, get in here, I'll count to three Get a job, get a life, get a PHD Get a dose of, «I don't care who started it!

Bill boy, you better hope that you are right when you draw that last breath because when you open your eyes on the other side of eternity you'll be staring at your creator...

I woke at the crack o» dawn this morning to work on all the recipes I promised to share and wouldn't you know it... the dropbox «thingy» (don't roll your eyes at me) didn't work right and my one hundred and something holiday baking photos didn't upload to my computer.

At first it will still resemble the brown bubbly syrup, but keep watching because it will change like magic right before your eyes!

What I do is this... I try to keep my personal tastes and values at the forefront of my mind while browsing (e.g., I'm a dietitian, so even if something looks super awesome in the picture, if it's deep - fried and uses 2 cups of butter, I try to give it a pass)... I also keep lots of different boards, so that I can keep all the stuff I pin well - organized (e.g., I don't have a «Dessert» board — I have a «Cookie» board, a «Biscotti» board, a «Cake» board, etc.)... and finally — when something truly catches my eye on Pinterest, I print the recipe out right off and try it as soon as possible — within the next few days, if I can!

Sometimes I get so distracted by how beautiful your eyes are that I almost forget the roiling pit of envy in my tummy that rises up at the right of raw pumpkin cheesecake and hemp horchata.