Sentence examples for anonymous world from inspiring English sources

In the anonymous world of Internet communications, it is possible not to know the name of someone, and still communicate directly with him.

At their best, Calatrava's buildings are a burst of architectural fireworks, conjuring tricks that inject a sense of theatre into the anonymous world of development.

Ritchie had only 10 receptions for 66 yards and a touchdown this season, excelling largely in the anonymous world of outstanding blocking fullbacks.

"Those devalued lives," she writes, "like the truckers', are unimaginable outside the landscapes highway federalism built: the anonymous world of exit ramps, right-of-ways and travel plazas where places are numbers, people are anonymous, and human interaction is entirely mediated by commerce".

Diesel jeans cost $115 to $210 a pair, and 60percentt of the company's customers are young men, many taking their first anxious steps out of the comfortable but anonymous world of chinos and into the hipper (and more tight-fitting) realm of haute denim.

Jesse Sheidlower, known far beyond the anonymous world of dictionary-making as an energetic and accessible expert on neologisms and slang, now sits ensconced in a building in Old Saybrook, Conn., which the O.E.D. shares with a hearing-aid company and a dentist, and toils over how best to define terms like "McMansion," "chowhound" and "jiggy".

While I think signalling theory remains important to the project of explaining religion's evolution, it has its limits: it does not readily explain religious cooperation in anonymous worlds where partners cannot rely on interpersonal signalling.

The twins, the first prominent figures in the largely anonymous bitcoin world to publicly disclose a big stake, say they own nearly $11 million worth.

Anonymous The world is filled with problems, from drug-resistant tuberculosis to the impossibility of finding a tuna sandwich without too much mayonnaise.

Behind an unmarked door at the side of an anonymous second world war Nissen hut in the middle of Oxfordshire, a group of scientists are attending to the needs of hundreds of thousands of mosquitoes.

Here the sultry atmosphere of nineteenth-century Burma has been replaced by the dusty despair of an anonymous Third World nation, and the jungle is a teeming, restive city, where the fourteen-year-old heroine, a migrant from a drought-stricken village, searches for her missing brother.