Sami hated Layla's guts.

You got the guts to be a symbol of the will in the women s world.

And it's too cerebral to animate guts and hearts and behavior when the going gets rough.

Only one had the guts to stand up and say that he found the new procedure degrading.

There will soon be more mosques than churches, he says, if true Europeans don t have the guts to stand up and save Western civilization.

And you have the guts to look me in the eye instead of looking at the floor! . What I did then wasn t out of courage.

All peers must now publicly promise to be honest. Only one had the guts to stand up and say that he found the new procedure degrading.

For the rocketeers in the audience I love what you re doing, I admire the guts, I admire the courage but your rockets are pointed in the wrong goddamn direction.

In conditions like this, the vaccine just couldn't get the grip it needed to in the guts of these children and protect them the way that it needed to.

It takes control of these cells, turns them into virus making factories, and they all burst, a huge, extended bacteria family, all dying with viruses spilling out of their guts, the viruses taking over the bacterium.

So what it's doing is, it's replacing the retinal circuitry, really the guts of the retinal circuitry, with a set of equations, a set of equations that we can implement on a chip. So it's just math.

Yahweh is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower.

My archive 175 films, my 16 millimeter negative, all my books, my dad's books, my photographs.

because Abraham obeyed my voice, and kept my requirements, my commandments, my statutes, and my laws.

Because that Abraham obeyed my voice, and kept my charge, my commandments, my statutes, and my laws.

The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer my God, my strength, in whom I will trust my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.

E Oh, my God! My God! My God!

my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge who subdues my people under me.

My goodness, and my fortress my high tower, and my deliverer my shield, and he in whom I trust who subdueth my people under me.

I am revisiting my country, my past, my childhood.

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved

I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse I have gathered my myrrh with my spice I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey I have drunk my wine with my milk eat, O friends drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

Understanding my own self, understanding my own pain, my own isolation, was my greatest teacher.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.

You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

My Body, My Capital?

Consider my affliction and my travail. Forgive all my sins.

Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore and my kinsmen stand afar off.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Stir up thyself, and awake to my judgment, even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.

My son, keep my words. Lay up my commandments within you.

I sleep, but my heart waketh it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

My sister resembles my grandmother.

My father loves my mother.

My mother took my temperature.

My mother took my temperature.

My sister resembles my mother.

My friends are my family.

My friends are my family.

In Dubai, UAE, Iyad El Baghdadi complains Iyad_elbaghdadi God there's dust everywhere, in my eyes, in my nose, on my desk, between my fingers, in my glass, on my keyboard.

God, my rock, in him I will take refuge my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my high tower, and my refuge. My savior, you save me from violence.

My flesh and my heart fails, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

In light of the technical realities, it would have been more accurate to designate the difficult and openly acknowledged enrichment activity as the nuclear weapons program, for this is what can supply the guts of an atomic bomb. Ironically, Iran s suspension of the easy steps creates the impression that its weapon program has been stopped, while the most important activity continues in plain sight.