Sentences with phrase «with light eye»

Light auburn is the closest color to naturally red hair, and it works best on super fair skin tones with light eye colors.

Previous clinical data suggests uveal melanoma is more common in Caucasians and individuals with light eye coloration; however, the genetic mechanisms underlying this cancer's development were largely unknown.

Babies with lighter eyes will go through several changes before the color finally settles in at about six months.

The internet recently came alive when photos of a fluffy brown dog named Yogi with light eyes and a perfect pouty lips surfaced online, as his...

There have been empirical studies that have shown people with darker eyes to be better at sports like boxing and tennis while people with lighter eyes are shown to be better at sports like bowling and golf.

Those of you with light eyes will perhaps love this edgy style of smokey eye.

Usually blonde with light eyes, michelle Ward as she follows one desperate woman all the way to the bitter end.

There are some side effects you can follow to reach this eventual diagnose: often drinking of big amount of water, reaction on light due to the increased eye sensitivity, very harsh redness of the eyes, as well as reduced brightness of the eye color — especially if the dog is with light eyes: blue, green, hazel or light brown.

Not exact matches

I think he saw it — the political pressure that really resulted from public pressure, or people saying things as simple as, «I drive around the city and I can see with my own eyes that the lights are not synchronized.»

The company has claimed that its «light field» technology will avoid the eye strain that is sometimes associated with head - mounted displays, by allegedly mimicking our natural mechanisms for visual perception to create realistic virtual objects.

You can drape the canopy with your favorite curtains, upholstery, lights, and much more and change up the design with the seasons, or, because the bed frame is so easy on the eyes, you could simply use it as is.

Gloria, whose hazel eyes are usually lit up with a smile, fought back tears as she confided in Goodman that summer day.

«He's been very involved in our products, helping us test things and providing feedback... When we told him that we were looking to create a social network for teens that really addresses what they aren't getting on other networks, and which tries to deal with things like cyber-bullying, his eyes just lit up.»

A study found that people who work in offices filled with natural light experience substantially less eye strain, headaches and blurred visions, all of which deter focus and performance.

Sporting an untrimmed beard, swept back hair, circles under his eyes and dressed in a light jacket, untucked shirt with two buttons undone, sneakers and jeans, the paunchy 6 foot, three - inch CEO looks the host of a wild party, the morning after.

His move also shows that the siren call of private equity and hedge funds, financial industries that promise eye - popping compensation with far lighter regulatory burdens, is growing louder.

Also, as I'm wrapping up my doctorate in astrobiology, I will spend a great deal looking at objects I can't see with my physical eye while peering off light years into the galaxy in search of life.

try reading further:» «To suppose that the eye with all its inimitable contrivances for adjusting the focus to different distances, for admitting different amounts of light, and for the correction of spherical and chromatic aberration, could have been formed by natural selection, seems, I freely confess, absurd in the highest degree.

Describing its author's life up until his conversion to Christianity, the Confessions grounds Augustine's individual, mutable life in the unchanging nature of God: «I entered into the depths of my soul,... and with the eye of my soul, such as it was, I saw the Light that never changes casting its rays over the same eye of my soul, over my mind.»

The authors want churches to choose with their eyes open and their hearts light.

All an evolutionary storyteller has to do is to start with the apparently simplest version, ignore the neural equipment that has to be present for an organism to make any use of a «photon receptor,» and spin a charming tale about how a tiny primitive light - sensing cell might grow up to be a full - fledged eye.

I recall quiet Saturday mornings, walking with my father block to block, as he pointed out the landmarks no one else knew: the spot where the Third Avenue El of old stopped (he pointed out the supports hidden beneath the black asphalt); the apartment house where another close - knit family lived in cramped quarters, the three boys studying in dim lights under their mother's watchful eye to become a lawyer, a doctor, and a priest (and later a bishop); and the double spires of St. Patrick's Cathedral, the place of my parents» wedding and the baptisms of their three boys.

That was a very interesting read many comments caught my attention I've recently been diagnosed with Bipolar I have hallucinations and hear voices in my ear's when I hallucinate it's likes they are trying to get me thousands of them I can only describe them as dark shadows and they are trying to get me just as they are about to get me a brilliant white light surrounds me and there's three entities humanly shaped but like this brilliant white light they are also glowing this brilliant whiteness I can't understand what they are saying the only way I can explain it is emotions comfort joy love is what I feel emanating from these entities the voices I hear aren't evil telling me to do bad things to people when I get put into a mode of fear I live in a rough area of Scotland and everytime I've got into a fight something possesses me I know this for a fact as I can't control myself I'm an observer watching my family / Friends say I change they say my eyes change and I look evil I personally do think possibly through my own personal experience I» am possessed as I act out of character I've lost interest in many things I've recently I decided it's time for change I've lost my faith I've been trying to connect with God and feel his love which I used to feel the presence of the holy spirit everytime I try connect I get a feeling of abandonment I just think if I am possessed could these entities stop me connecting with «God» I can say from my heart of hearts «JESUS CHRIST HAS COME IN THE FLESH» I think it's more to do with the persons own personal fears which I have noticed my fears have changed if I had to be truthfully with myself I fear God which I know I'm not supposed to just I can't explain it I guess if you ever need a test subject I'm up for the challenge like I said I'm on journey to find myself and my travels have brought me hear I'm going to hang around for a wee while there's lots of good information to be plundered loll

Meaning that yes, he was «Caucasian», but hardly a pale - skinned, blue / light eyed, white - haired man with rosy cheeks!

Open our eyes to visions girt With beauty and with wonder lit, But let us ne'er forget the dirt And those who spawn and die inWith beauty and with wonder lit, But let us ne'er forget the dirt And those who spawn and die inwith wonder lit, But let us ne'er forget the dirt And those who spawn and die in it.

We have not seen him with our eyes, but we have beheld the light his life shines upon our darkness.

Francis said he wanted people to remember that children look to adults, with light in their eyes and trust in their heart, to protect them.

He turned his light on it, expecting to see a small mammal but instead, «couldn't quite understand what I was seeing,» That's because human eyes were never meant to rest upon the South American Goliath birdeater — a spider that measures one foot across, with a body the size of your fist and two - inch fangs.

During some moments he surveyed the spellbound audience with solemn eyes, in which burned an uncanny light; then in a deep voice he said:

This, we are told, is all we have to do with night; during these periods there was no light — there were no eyes to the world.

It is sick how the Far Right has no problems with Jesus, born in Nazareth, being portrayed as a light skinned, light haired (sometimes blond), blue eyed, thin Savior, while they have no issues with the Devil looking like Obama.

Thus it is tempting, especially in the light of revelation by which we view the cosmos with the eyes of faith as well as science, to hold that the material dimension of our cosmos was shaped by the promise of life, consciousness, and faith from the time of its earliest formation.

She knew even better than Simeon that here indeed was the light to enlighten all the nations, and she shared in his joy at being granted the grace of seeing Him with his own eyes before his death.

If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never have known it was dark.

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?

But as a statement of solidarity with the underdogs and the oppressed, as a motivation to oppose Social Darwinism, as a light that keeps before our eyes something higher than competition and greed — for all of these reasons, socialism, the ideal not the system, still has its uses.

The first half of Miracle consists of the sort of illusions Brown seems to be able to pull off with his eyes closed: random words volunteered by the audience turn up in the local paper; a woman is persuaded to eat glass shards from a light bulb; and there's a nerve - jangling trick involving spikes and paper bags.

The boy smirked, and his eyes «lit up with a sick, twisted joy as he watched me cry.»

When I go to my physician for a check - up, he starts with a series of simple tests - shining a light in my eyes, looking at my throat, listening to my breathing, and so forth.

Writer and director Paolo Sorrentino (The Great Beauty) composes these artful scenes in an effort to shed immediate light on the subconscious of this young, newly selected Pope, with cuts to a young Lenny staring a topless woman, a mundane water cooler appearing in the middle of the room, cardinals positioned as wide - eyed dolls and an evil grin crossing the young pope's face as the title credits appear.

My eyes are drawn to those corners of the forest, to the leaves that are glowing with the light before me, even if it is just for a moment, disappearing as the sun continues to move up into the sky.

Indeed, on a clear night, one can see many stars more than 6,000 light years away with the naked eye, shining down like tiny silent witnesses against the nonsense of creationism.

We believed that we did not change; but now, like newborn infants whose eyes are opening to the light, we are becoming aware of a world in which neo-Time, organizing and conferring a dynamic upon Space, is endowing the totality of our knowledge and beliefs with a new structure and a new direction.

I need not discuss this: everyone knows about the Syrian from Palestine, the adept in it, how many he takes in hand who fall down in the light of the moon and roll their eyes and fill their mouths with foam; nevertheless, he restores them to health and sends them away normal in mind, delivering them from their straits for a large fee.

To my eyes, the picture you found compliments the drawing in an awesome way, with each boy displaying a different facet of the character and light that resides in David's boy.

Oh, btw, the entire quote is» «To suppose that the eye with all its inimitable contrivances for adjusting the focus to different distances, for admitting different amounts of light, and for the correction of Spherical and chromatic aberration, could have been formed by natural selection, seems, I freely confess, absurd in the highest degree.

Or perhaps the kind of immortality Goethe allowed to his friend Wieland, when he said in his conversation with Falk: «I would not be at all surprised if I met Wieland again some thousands of years hence as a star of the first magnitude..., and saw with my own eyes how he infused everything around him with a pleasant light.»

The standard explanation recounts the existence of a material object, its reflection of light waves of a certain length, the transference of these light waves from the object to the perceptual organs of the observer (in this case, the eyes), the interaction of the light waves with the rods and cones of the retina, the transference of nerve impulses along the relevant nerves to the brain, and, finally, the production of the sensation of sight.

I mean, after all, to really be in touch with Jesus, we've got to feel the music and have our eyes massaged by the swirling lights on the screen.

Thine eye diffused a quickening ray, I woke, the dungeon flamed with light.