While many of us find our experiences in wilderness ineffable
, wildness itself--its rhythm, its force--is also ineffable
beaucoup moins que]C'est avec une joie ineffable
que je salue la prouesse que vous avez accomplie face a vos freres Tunisiens, en arrachant la coupe d'Afrique des nations de handball[beaucoup plus grand que], lit-on dans le message du president Bouteflika.
You make the case that baseball can provide moments of ecstasy, which allows one to break out of the ordinary and touch the extraordinary or the ineffable
Esther's quirky anguish is gently humorous, as when she conflates the ineffable
with the mundane.
The performances of four of the stern old Kapellmeister's violin concertos were wonderfully alive to both the zippy athleticism and the inward melody-spinning of three masterpieces: the solo concerti in A minor and E major, and the ineffable
D minor Double Concerto.
It was chrome-bright modern pop backed by ineffable
art school pomp and signified a bold step forward from the more 60s indebted psych of 2010's Goodbye Falkenburg - a record which alone is still excellent.
The trio of Furniture, Mates and Sisters are chrome-bright modern pop backed by ineffable
art school pomp - a heady mix of audacity and depth.
In Constructing the Ineffable
, (the title of which comes from Le Corbusier) Thomas H Beeby draws out the theological influence on and of Mies van der Rohe; Kenneth Frampton claims a 'secular spirituality' for Tadao Ando; and several architects including Richard Meier, Rafael Moneo, Steven Holl and Zaha Hadid put into their own words the challenge of expressing the ineffable
in architectural form.
Nor the ineffable
'super-injunction' taken advantage of.
The nation found confidence in itself however and left a spiritual cage to solve the country's problems following the victory of the Islamic Revolution and due to the ineffable
spirit of Imam Khomeini in relying on God and heeding the nation," the Leader said.
Short Tails puts its reader face to face with the ineffable
ambiguity in the center of every mundane afternoon--a breach in the order of things, a tear in the fabric of the real, a doorway we always knew was there, that cathartic scream we've been waiting to release, from a mouth that is gradually disappearing--and the scream, too, will soon be gone.
What must be granted to the ineffable
, what must be held gently in