c. Dead: was cold in his grave. 3. Lacking emotion; objective: cold logic. 4. a. Having little appeal to the senses or feelings: a cold decor. b. Designating or being in a tone or color, such as pale gray, that suggests little warmth. 5. a. Not affectionate or friendly; aloo...
Governments, it is a dual purpose vehicle - on the one hand, for giving farmers assured and remunerative prices for their produce [...] daccess-ods.un.org 鉴于中央与邦政府的共同责任,这是一项具有双重用途的制 度。一方面,它通过 最低支持价格为农民的农产品提供了可靠并合算的价格;另 一方...
And now I'm gonna give way to an important voice... Og nú vil ég gefa mikilvægri rödd orđiđ... OpenSubtitles2018.v3 Threat of disaster gives way to a promise of blessings. Nú tekur blessunarloforð við af hörmungahótuninni. jw2019 When its length reaches...
“It's not hard to decide what you want your life to be about. What's hard, she said, is figuring out what you're willing to give up in order to do the things you really care about.” ―Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard W...
chose the path of reconciliation and democracy instead of racial conflict, so now in 2011, as people in North Africa and the Middle East stand up and give voice to their hopes for more open and democratic societies, we have an opportunity, and, I would say, a responsibility to help them...
1 I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy.2 Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. 3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.4 Then I called ...
“Hear, Lord, the voice of Judah,And bring him to his people;Let his hands be sufficient for him,And may You be a help against his enemies.” 8 And of Levi he said: “Let Your [p]Thummim and Your Urim be with Your holy one,Whom You tested at Massah,And with whom You contended...
and destruction—a voice crafted of darkness and the death of worlds.” Flesh and bone and hearts unknown, and everyone, and has returned bearing tales of creatures called Jagged Ones that claim to be of the Fey and can somehow conceal themselves while standing in the full light of the moon...
I heard Zeke’s voice again. Point your blade downward. With every emotion swirling through my head, I almost laughed; even in his absence, Zeke was trying to tell me what to do. But I listened to him as I pushed up from the cobblestoned street and let the tip of my sword hang do...
“So,” Aios grumped on the fire’s far side, “the one who makes it back home…he gets to die on the Master’s gallows ‘stead of out here in the grass.” I listened while the argument began. “We don’tknowthe others are dead,” Nikolas grunted. “Could be they’re hiding...