Sentences with phrase «sometimes under the man»

The energy created in that process beats upon the sand immediately in front of and sometimes under the man - made obstruction.

Not exact matches

Sometimes the moral life calls us out into a no - man's - land where we can not expect total security and protection under the law.

I wonder is there a feeling of a need to speak up among women to do so resulting in men feeling under pressure to be afraid to appear to be anything other than «nice», in the light of how woman have sometimes been mistreated by men?

There is an interesting contrast that sometimes develops in relations between at least some men and some women, although the point under discussion does not depend on the stereotyping of either men or women.

Sometimes it is by a revealing incident, commonly, however, by a telling analysis of what the subject of the story «thought in his heart» — but, by whatever means, the writers succeed in portraying the inmost nature of the men and women who under their hands move across the scene before us.

Furthermore, those approaches, sometimes found in Catholicism, which tend to depict God's coming as Man and his agonised death on the Cross as more than was strictly necessary or as under the primary control of evil are insufficient for meeting the modern challenge of allowing God to be God.

Yes, I believe that «there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved» (Acts 4:12), and that Jesus is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, and no one comes to the Father except through Him (John 14:6), but I also think that sometimes people are on the Jesus train and they don't know it.

All of the childish antics aside (sometimes I need to be reminded these are still relatively young men under extreme microscopes), he has a pretty low BBall IQ guy I think.

I sometimes wonder after listening to Arsene Wegner if he was at the same game, because for him to believe that before the second goal the game was close is clearly ridiculous, he then went on to say, he doesn't understand why people are acting like we lost to a team at the bottom of the league, someone should have reminded him of the team losing to Nottingham Forest in the FA cup, really sad that the embarrassment under this delusional old man continues without anyone responsible enough to stop him.

By excluding men under thirty - five from the first office, and those under thirty from the second, it confines the electors to men of whom the people have had time to form a judgment, and with respect to whom they will not be liable to be deceived by those brilliant appearances of genius and patriotism, which, like transient meteors, sometimes mislead as well as dazzle.

We need to make sure that we are in control over the things that affects us.Anytime there is flood and people loose their life, most of the blame goes to sitting presidents.I am not saying that the central government does not have responsibility to ensure that enabling environment is created.They have a great work to do but as citizens what is our quota?When you move around Accra, sometimes i becomes angry within myself because i am in doubt as to whether our sanitation laws exit.People because of the tax they claim they pay waits for zoom lion workers to come and clean the choked gutters before our houses and shops either than that, it will remain like that.Is it modernity or civilization that has turned us to forget our traditional values or duties of ensuring that our environments is clean?Everybody in our Ghanaian setting knows the responsibility of men and women in making sure that our environments are clean not waiting for flood to occur and we start blaming sitting presidents.To the media, though your responsibility is to keep governments on it toes, you equally have a mandate in educating the public of what we are expected to do as citizens in other to ensure that our dear nation is a better ecosystem for all of us to live.The attention of the media should be shifted from making politicians popular to making us aware as citizens of our responsibilities.I sometimes get confused to hear journalists calling opponents to comment on issues concerning the sitting governments and the only thing that comes to my mind is what do the journalist want to hear from the political opponents?Nothing.They will end up criticizing without giving an alternative.The media should rather resort in questioning people directly to where the problems are coming from.Let us build our institutions.When it comes to energy issues.Citifm will call Hon.KT Hammond who was a deputy minister living who he worked under (His boss at that time) and I always become confused because what can we expect from him?nothing.

Sometimes when I get on the elevator at work I am the tallest person and that is INCLUDING THE MEN, and I am not even that tall just under 5» 8 ″ there are A LOT of short people in New York.

Sometimes the best places to meet single men are right under your nose and you just weren't aware of them.

Still, it's Oldman, whose performance as Churchill feels definitive, revealing a fearsome, sometimes fearful man racked by self doubts and still able to find the conviction to rally his nation, and countless nations to come, to fight against living under the heel of tyranny.

Kids and Violent Play: An Education World e-Interview With Jane Katch, Author of a Book About Children's Violent Play In an e-interview with Education World, Jane Katch, author of Under Dead Man's Skin: Discovering the Meaning of Children's Violent Play, reflects on her students» violent fantasy play and sometimes real violence.

A man was sometimes seen riding there on a green bicycle, towing a cart whose contents were concealed under a heavy canvas.

The slab of concrete with a spray - painted pink X on it, is named Listening to the Men Talk Sometimes Made Her Feel More Alone Than if She Were a Mile Away by Herself Under a Tree, delicately referring to subjective experiences of gender differences.

, 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,

These men do not work for industrial mining firms, but rather dig independently, anywhere they may find minerals, under roads and railways, in backyards, sometimes under their own homes.

\ A marvelous man; even though sometimes he went too far, the Bench, and the law, would have been immeasurably poorer were he to have been excluded, as he surely would have been under Harper's guidelines.

The man who perpetrated the fraud, David Daleiden, has participated in at least 10 separate fraud campaigns over the last eight years involving gaining access to Planned Parenthood health centers or offices under false pretenses, taping staff (and sometimes patients) without their knowledge on at least 65 occasions (not counting the latest fraud), and misleading the public with heavily edited tapes and false charges.