I recognize my limitations and know that there will be
things out of my grasp.
Not exact matches
In this way the ontological argument, by drawing
out the presupposition
of metaphysical understanding, indicates that the choice before us is between holding that there is a God and that «reality» makes sense in some metaphysical manner, whether or not we can ever
grasp what that sense is, and holding that there is no God and that any apparent metaphysical understanding
of reality can only be an illusion which does not significantly correspond to the ultimate nature
of things — unless this «nihilism» be regarded as a kind
of metaphysical understanding instead
of its blank negation.
Independence, on the other hand, emerges
out of an awareness that there are other
things to live for and we have within ourselves the ability to reach
out and
grasp them, if only we will.
Their practical
grasp of the ways
of things enabled people to carry
out the necessary affairs
of everyday life in a tolerable fashion.
But as the sensitive Delitzsch expressed it long ago, «if we try to follow
out and
grasp these [historical] relations, they escape us like will o» the wisps; because... they are... made emblems
of the last
things in the distant future.
That mankind has in this sense been cowardly has done life endless harm; the experiences that are called «vision,» the whole so - called «spirit - world,» death, all those
things that are so closely akin to us, have by daily parrying been so crowded
out of life that the senses with which we could have
grasped them are atrophied.
Kids love putting
things in and
out and I have seen some toddlers spend 20 minutes entertaining themselves by dropping Cheerios or Puffs into a bottle and then dumping them
out again, all the while working on their fine motor skills
of a neat pincer
grasp and wrist rotation (dumping).
And because they have a strong natural
grasping reflex (but don't yet know how to let go
of things) watch
out for some potentially painful moments.
This can be achieved by helping your child with certain play patterns such as
grasping small objects, pouring water
out of cups, squeezing
things like sponges, and doing other activities that force a child to use their hands in creative ways.
«I really have a firm
grasp of the City Council, and how to get
things done, and that's what we need
out here.»
The good
thing that came
out of my commitment to the KonMari method was that I really edited my wardrobe down to pieces I loved and felt good in, and found a better
grasp on my personal style in the process.
I did not know then what kind
of living
thing I would become, but the guard didn't let me have a chance to think about it — he
grasped my arm and dragged me till Pearl assured him that she'd support me, and she put her arm around my waist as we were led away with the triplets, away from the ramp and into the dust, onto a little road that led past the sauna and toward the crematoria, and as we marched into this new distance with death rising up on either side
of us, we saw bodies on a cart, saw them heaped and blackened, and one
of the bodies — it was reaching
out its hand, it was
grasping for something to hold, as if there were some invisible tether in the air that only the neardead could see.
Hi Elizabeth — you have a better
grasp of the market and all its variables — and you seem to have the ability to make a decision, based on your knowledge and how you can work round
things... I'm sure you've made the right choice — good luck and thanks for letting us know the ins and
outs... cheers Hilary
A professional editor can help iron
out those kinds
of wrinkles in your writing, and more — but I honestly wouldn't be too concerned about them if you can write
things like `... the disapproving glower...» I'd say your
grasp of English is very good!
Treatment (removal
of the larva) is one
of the simplest
things in veterinary medicine; your veterinarian will probe and enlarge the breathing hole,
grasp the parasite with forceps, and just pull the invader
out.
Yet I've seen people at Seventh Generation all
of a sudden
grasp on to these ideas and say «oh my God, I'm getting these senses
out there
of this
thing that is starting to emerge» but then it'll just kind
of die.
She needed to remind herself that there was no point in wasting effort applying body English to
things that were
out of her
grasp and in motion; trying that would only get her bent
out of shape.
Did I dream
of beautiful
things beyond my reach,
things that are no longer possible for me, or do I simply LET those beautiful
things slip
out of my
grasp in a frenzy
of the urgent tasks
of every day life?