Sentences with phrase «symphonies when»

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When I got my first speeding ticket as a teenager, I was listening to a public radio station and had lost myself in a particularly rousing stretch of a symphony.

Some years ago I was listening to a Beethoven symphony on my stereo when the music suddenly «took hold of me».

The duality or polarity in God's nature, when fully expounded, will be seen as the neoclassical theme that runs through every movement of the Hartshornian metaphysical symphony.

We are discovering the days when God was a woman, and the «symphony of hymns... to the Great Goddess» which is sung in myth and religious tradition all around the earth (2) We are discovering Bible mistranslations which changed «children» into «sons,» and «people» into «men.»

1 Kandinsky's identification of music with the subjective reflects the kind of consideration raised by Nietzsche when he observed that: «whoever gives himself up entirely to the impression of a symphony, seems to see all the possible events of life and the world take place in himself; yet if he reflects, he can find no likeness between the music and the things which pass before his mind» (BT 102).

A punk rock inspired, three piece band of sauces — each instrument with a unique sound — kind of like a Gibson and an Ibanez, but when connected with a Marshall stack, they come together as a finely tuned symphony of flavor, spice, and heat.

When I was putting this salad together I really wanted it to be a symphony of flavors, I wanted it to represent Middle Eastern way of eating, at least my vision of what Middle Eastern salads are like, which is why hummus was an integral addition to this salad.

There is no doubt that when you are listening to a Mahler symphony and watching Daniel Barenboim conducting at the same time, you are having perceptual impressions in two entirely different screen spaces, auditory and visual.

Each component adds its own distinctive taste, and when sampled together the result is a vibrant symphony of flavors.

When you heal yourself, your heart and mind play a symphony with each other, and that's when beautiful things hapWhen you heal yourself, your heart and mind play a symphony with each other, and that's when beautiful things hapwhen beautiful things happen.

But what it's doing, it's shutting down the brain because the brain has this domino rally of FSH raising and then LH raising, so kinda shuts that down, because when the hormones are really high, FSH and LH don't really have to work as much because the high amount of hormones is just shutting down the whole entire symphony.

Hormones work together in symphony, and when we have one hormonal imbalance, it's likely that we have others.

It's when the trees explode in a symphony of colour, my beloved warm elixir beverages become a more frequent occurrence, and you get to show off all your favourite scarves after a summer on the style sidelines!

It's when the trees explode in a symphony of colour, my beloved warm elixir beverages...

Sometimes, when a hangover isn't squeezing your brain to make stale juice which it then sucks through a straw like a vampiric asshole; when it isn't borrowing pots and pans from the kitchen to create an acoustic symphony of mystery and pain between your temples; when it isn't pressing elevator buttons inside of your belly like an unsupervised toddler (vomit going up — nope, going back down — up — no down — pause on the fifth floor — up!)

But Julian Fellowes's very British symphony of «sorry «s is extraordinarily familiar — an Adrian Lyne film without slickness or sex about what happens when a desperate housewife dabbles in the dangerous and the commensurate desperation with which her stiff - upper - lip husband scrambles to keep his dignity and status intact.

But when 13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi turns into the two - hour - long action symphony it can barely wait to become — a harrowing stretch of shadowy aggressors charging the walls of a compound, bullets pinging off metal, spent ammo casings showering the cement underfoot, endless carnage — this director is completely in his wheelhouse.

Tar traps slow and magma tiles burn, spike traps impale and archers perforate, and when conducted properly the trap symphony comes together in a comical crescendo of devilishly delivered death.

When Bradley Cooper, standing in for David O. Russell, compares himself to movie mogul David O. Selznick then directs a mop commercial on QVC like he's conducting a symphony orchestra, it's the most Russell thing that ever evered.

Much like Richard Porter's assertion that sweaty - backed rejectors of air - conditioning are suffering in vain, I'm happy to put forward the heretical notion that even the nape - prickling symphony of an Italian V12 begins to grate when you're covering big distances.

Regulated by valves controlled via the engine management, they handle all the elements of the big twelve - cylinder symphony — from a moderate rumble when rolling through the city at low revs to the screaming crescendo of maxed - out gear shifts.

And when I slammed a rear door, I heard a symphony of noises and rattles.

The book opens in the grand tradition of coming - of - age novels distinguished by their hypnotic, first - person narrators, but while the voice of British teenager Holly Sykes can hold its own with those of Holden Caulfield or John Green's Hazel Grace Lancaster, it is merely the opening salvo in this multivoiced, harmonically layered narrative symphony that stretches — with occasional sojourns far back in time — from the 1980s, when Holly runs away from home, into the 2040s, when she is attempting to cope with an oil - depleted world descending into chaos.

The moment when the act of science organically shifted into the art of science; when even the most mundane, choreographed procedures achieved such a rhythm that they became invisible chords of a single violin lost in the complexity of a perfect symphony.

I imagined that they carried it with them, even when we were all scattered; I fancied each one of them humming the tune of this family symphony in their heads as they went about their busy lives.

«But then on the flip side, when I got back to this shitty - ass hammock, 5 dudes are fucking snoring like a symphony.»

These wraps look gorgeous and would definitely love to have one handy when travelling, especially when you unexepectedly end up some place nice (e.g. museum, restaurant, symphony, etc.).

Enjoy a carefully orchestrated symphony of flavors — and a rave - worthy dining experience — when you opt for one of five tasting menus, including the signature Blue by Eric Ripert menu or the Eric Ripert Classics menu featuring the fabled tuna foie gras.

Since 1994 when the species was delisted from the US Endangered Species Act, the conservation efforts by the US government on behalf of the Gray Whale have been a carefully orchestrated symphony of spin with senior bureaucrats becoming the Spin Doctors.

When it looks for Mozart, Beethoven, and Wagner, it can still find sketches for Don Giovanni, the slow movement of the seventh symphony, and the Ring cycle.

Dance to the End of Love was made out of low resolution footage made mainly with mobile phones in Egypt, Yemen, Libya, Saudi - Arabia and Oman, and showing male bodybuilders, men driving cars and riding motorcycles, singing and dancing, but when included within this 4 - channel - video, this unique piece becomes a symphony in 5 movements about the loneliness of the oppressed, about hundreds of thousands crushed and forgotten in their home countries, who choose to use their computer screens as sites to live out their collective, heroic dreams.

Moving between musical, documentary and animation with conviction and ease, Tomorrow Is Always Too Long paints a day in the life of the city as an intoxicating psychedelic symphony and captures ordinary moments when they take on cinematic proportions.

When I hear predictions of the future coming at me, I quickly plug my ears with my fingers and hum Beethoven's 5th symphony..

I don't even remember when or how or why the ritual really got created in the first place, but I know this small song and dance really adds a rich symphony to our everyday lives.

If you doubt it, remember Mozart was just 8 years old when he began composing symphonies.

I remember a time long ago (1971) after my auto mechanic had just started my tuned up ’68 Plymouth, when I told him that I thought my motor sounded like a smooth symphony of pistons.

Black and white are anything but basic when played out in a symphony of pretty patterns and textures.