The more Trump emphasises America First, the more it turns into America Alone.
Now that I finally have the time for it, this web surfing stuff turns out to be as interesting and fun and addictive as you’ve all been telling me. Zipping from link to link, chasing an idea across the noosphere, sucking up information like a killer whale – way cool.
I seemed to vow to myself that some day I would go to the region of ice and snow and go on and on till I came to one of the poles of the earth, the end of the axis upon which this great round ball turns.
Suffering, it turns out, demands profound imagination. A new future has to be conjured up because the old future isn’t there anymore.
The more sleep you get in before the clock turns midnight, the more rested you feel no matter what time your alarm goes off.
In groups, who sings this part or that part always turns into an issue. Eventually, you get the courage to go out on your own.
The women’s movement was always going to work in two parts. With one part, we’d break open the doors that were closed to women, and with the other part, we’d walk through, transforming society for men and women. Turns out it was a lot easier to open the doors.
As you know, I was a solo singer, something I just got very much used to. Turns out I’m quite enjoying being in a band!
Cancer is messy and scary. You throw everything at it, but don’t forget to throw love at it. It turns out that might be the best weapon of all.
It’s – I can’t imagine a world – the idea that every day Sarah Huckabee Sanders briefs, Donald Trump stops what he’s doing and turns on the TV and watches it while eating a Taco Bell or whatever he eats. And then she has to go into his office afterwards and get critiqued on it.
At its core, the United States is grateful, warm-hearted, full of unexpected twists and turns – not a cold and bullying prison – it’s a place of infinite jest.
Our Palestinian brethren continue to be slaughtered at the hands of Israelis while the world turns the other cheek.
The concept of fair value accounting is correct and useful, but the application during periods of crisis is problematic. It’s another one of those unintended consequences of making a rule that’s supposed to be good that turns out the other way.
Middle English is an exciting field – almost uncharted, I begin to think, because as soon as one turns detailed personal attention on to any little corner of it, the received notions and ideas seem to crumple up and fall to pieces – as far as language goes, at any rate.
I have never, ever slept through my child crying unless I have had a sleeping tablet; and I only take a sleeping tablet when I know Steve, my husband, is on duty. We take turns: he does one night, I do the next.
We found that when people put this issue on the table, it turns out that men acknowledge the issue, and employers and employees can work out solutions just as working mothers do.
You know that American dream and American spirit of innovation we always talk about? Turns out, the bulk of it was built by people who came to America from somewhere else, not people born American. We have no birthright or natural lock on these things.
Without tolerance, our world turns into hell.
What we call Man’s power over Nature turns out to be a power exercised by some men over other men with Nature as its instrument.
Turns out, what I love doing is making games. Not hyping games or trying to sell a lot of copies. I just want to experiment and develop and think and tinker and tweak.
I’m more conscious of where the outfielders are playing when I’m on base, and I don’t take such wide turns anymore running around the bases. I’m still learning.
‘The Dark Knight Rises,’ it turns out, is a classic Batman epic.
I don’t want to live in an ivory tower, being the songwriter who just turns inward.
Walking, it turns out, is a sublime way to get to know people in China. They’re used to meeting strangers on the road. Many here understand what it feels like to walk a long way.
But, as my mother used to tell me, two wrongs don’t make a right. But I soon figured out that three left turns do.
My goal as a songwriter now is to simply write some memorable turns of phrase.
Actually, the British boarding school experience turns out to be not that exotic.
Tyrone, I think they’re taking to festivals. I don’t know which festivals it will be at. It’s like a buddy picture. It’s a couple of guys driving across the country and they get to a small town and they hit a guy. The guy turns out to be a drug smuggler.
I learn from Kevin Spacey and Tom Hardy, watching these guys work, the things they all do differently. Tom never stops exploring and discovering, take after take. His mind never turns off.
In fiction, as in real life, love might inspire acts that are at best foolish and at worst life-threatening, but in the best romances, love is the final, secret ingredient that turns mere mortals into heroes and heroines.
It turns out that life in the kitchen is very similar to life on a team. Sports and kitchens are about teams. I found my alternate team sport in the kitchen.
Every year’s going to be a what-if. That’s the game of basketball. What if a guy turns his ankle? What if a guy gets in a car wreck coming to the arena? There are so many different aspects that could happen that nobody knows. Only the man upstairs knows.
It turns out that in order to think well, knowledge helps.
John Wayne treated me fine, but that macho stuff turns me off. It’s not real.
The best way to heal a broken heart, it turns out, is to find a way to move past the hurt.
It turns out that there’s a huge community of African-American musicians whose main influence is Throbbing Gristle.
People are interested not just in Sulu, but George Takei – and he’s gay. Life is full of twist and turns.
Most people think the character I do onstage is the way I am offstage, but I’m just a regular guy who spends time with his family and who turns on the television and watches a lot of sports.
Even for practical purposes theory generally turns out the most important thing in the end.
It turns out that people who are more socially connected to family, to friends, to community, are happier, they’re physically healthier, and they live longer than people who are less well connected.
There’s a moment in every book when the book turns and it surprises me.
I think a man turns into a writer by editing his own texts.
The genome could be thought of as a kind of piano with twenty-five thousand keys. In some cases, a few keys may be out of tune, which can cause the music to sound wrong. In others, if one key goes dead the music turns into a cacophony, or the whole piano self-destructs.
For years I’ve wanted to write a book about mummies, and had been following the science of mummy CT scans when the premise for ‘The Keepsake’ occurred to me: what if an ‘ancient’ mummy turns out to have a bullet in its leg? How does a modern murder victim get turned into a mummy?
Life is full of confusion. Confusion of love, passion, and romance. Confusion of family and friends. Confusion with life itself. What path we take, what turns we make. How we roll our dice.
We’re taught that food in a dumpster is waste. But when you find bags of bread that are perfectly good, all of a sudden that waste turns into bounty. That’s an important shift in perception.
Obama’s entire foreign policy was predicated on the notion that by existing, he would bridge all gaps and bury all hatchets. Instead, the Muslim world burns his picture even as he tells them he respects their radicalism. It turns out that diversity is a one-way street for the devotees of global Islam.
Normally, in a film with lots of twists and turns, half of them don’t make sense; they’re just there for their own sakes.
In our world of rampant ‘individualisation’, relationships are mixed blessings. They vacillate between a sweet dream and a nightmare, and there is no telling when one turns into the other.
In the beginning of Roomba, we all took turns answering the support line. Once, a woman called and explained that her robot had a defective motor. I said, ‘Send it back. We’ll send you a new one.’ She said, ‘No – I’m not sending you Rosie.’
Some people aren’t touchy-feely, but I grew up in a family where you’d walk into the family room and there’d be five people on the couch with an arm here, an arm there, everyone scratching and taking turns.
Pay attention to science and not myths: We think liars won’t look you in the eyes, but it turns out an honest person will only look you in the eyes about 60 percent of the time.
If you live long enough, you’ll see that every victory turns into a defeat.
When one turns over in bed, it is time to turn out.
It’s a deep and all but certain truth about narcissistic personalities that to meet them is to love them, but to know them well is to find them unbearable. Confidence quickly curdles into arrogance; smarts turn to smugness, charm turns to smarm.
When the holidays approach and the weather turns cold, you spend your nights watching and rewatching saccharine movies until you fall asleep, hoping for some gleam of happiness or catharsis that never comes, a version of life that looks like a Hallmark movie or where your idealized prince finally shows up.
