Torn Off Menu

Torn off menus

It's torn.

Ruptured bladder.

The seam of his jacket was split, under the shoulder.

There's a dead one up here with his throat torn out.

That policy is now in tatters.

How can a family get dysfunctional?

He was a very old man in a torn jacket.

The bone is not broken and none of the muscles are cut.

We want peace in Palestine, not Palestine in pieces.

Inside this envelope is the ripped up remains of a suicide note I didn't use.

Oh, I'm just looking for a recipe I thought I saw, but it's just so torn up.

On the counterpane was a mess of blood, and the sheet had been torn.

At some point I was torn between my love and loyalty to Dr. M and the strong belief that chemotherapy was not a cure and that I needed to stop.

And I'm not sleeping very well at all and all my sweaters are snagged

A skinny old man with a moustache. He had red eyes and a torn Tshirt.

Then the king arose, and tore his garments, and lay on the earth and all his servants stood by with their clothes torn.

Then the king arose, and tare his garments, and lay on the earth and all his servants stood by with their clothes rent.

First of all, the son, with his bare feet and worn shoes legs showing through tattered clothing cord used as belt shaven head and reddened scalp emaciated face and swollen eyelids,

I was to awaken in the morning to find my dreams of Lowood shattered.

Severed legs, sliced up thighs, and mutilated breasts sitting on your plate doesn't make you think twice...

So butchers rake the tongues of bison out of the prairie grass, regardless of the torn and drooping plant.

Afghanistan is widely seen as a country torn between bullets and religious bullies, a no woman s land, a pre modern place where neither young nor old can have hope for a better future.

There ran a man of Benjamin out of the army, and came to Shiloh the same day, with his clothes torn, and with earth on his head.

And there ran a man of Benjamin out of the army, and came to Shiloh the same day with his clothes rent, and with earth upon his head.

It was like I was on Soul Train at the scramble board arranging letters the i was missing.

Then Eliakim the son of Hilkiah, who was over the household, and Shebna the scribe, and Joah, the son of Asaph, the recorder, came to Hezekiah with their clothes torn, and told him the words of Rabshakeh.

Then came Eliakim, the son of Hilkiah, that was over the household, and Shebna the scribe, and Joah, the son of Asaph, the recorder, to Hezekiah with their clothes rent, and told him the words of Rabshakeh.

In the recent agreement we at last see a turning point in the history of the hitherto war torn and tension ridden region of the Middle East.

This reconstruction was based on a fragmented nitrate copy with English information captions from the National Film and Television Archive, London.

Then Eliakim the son of Hilkiah, who was over the household, came with Shebna the scribe, and Joah the son of Asaph the recorder, to Hezekiah with their clothes torn, and told him the words of Rabshakeh.

Then came Eliakim the son of Hilkiah, which was over the household, and Shebna the scribe, and Joah the son of Asaph the recorder, to Hezekiah with their clothes rent, and told him the words of Rab shakeh.

One example of such work is Badawi's piece, The Gaza Stripper , a provocative film about Ari Lauren Souad Said, a woman born of an Israeli mother and a Palestinian father spent much of her childhood torn between two conflicting faiths and cultures in Israel .

No matter what anyone says, Lebanon s regions, cities and neighborhoods, already riven by sectarian divisions, are still divided between the Aoun and Geagea camps.

it happened on the third day, that behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn, and earth on his head and so it was, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and showed respect.

It came even to pass on the third day, that, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul with his clothes rent, and earth upon his head and so it was, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and did obeisance.

The stranger glanced swiftly at his torn glove and at his leg, made as if he would stoop to the latter, then turned and rushed swiftly up the steps into the inn.

His temper continued very uncertain for the most part his manner was that of a man suffering under almost unendurable provocation, and once or twice things were snapped, torn, crushed, or broken in spasmodic gusts of violence.

We must work for the day when we as South Africans see one another and interact with one another as equal human beings and as part of one nation united, rather than torn asunder, by its diversity.

Paine, Paine, Paine.

That's how I was brought up between the West and East, between two languages, between the rich miser and the poor man.

We jump around a lot between jobs, between majors, between relationships, between visions of who we are meant to be.

They vary between cultures, between nations, between individuals, between social classes, between education levels.

It is a struggle between freedom and tyranny between tolerance and bigotry between knowledge and ignorance between openness and isolation.