Sentence examples for casually glancing from inspiring English sources
Photographers armed with iPhones shoot from the hip, casually glancing at the screen of their phone or pushing in front of fellow-passengers to capture dancers on a moving train.
When I returned with his apéritif he was scribbling in a credit-card-size spiral notebook and casually glancing up at Olive and Dockers, who were playing near the fence.
Invariably the melding of form and function is displayed perfectly in an animal's skull — so that one can quite easily deduce the manner in which the animal behaves, or the environment in which it lives, by examining, or even by casually glancing at, the skull it leaves behind.
While casually glancing around, I noticed a little girl sitting not too far away, pointing my way and saying something to the effect of, "Mummy look, that lady has no friends".
As Mr. Lloyd left the house, his sister casually glanced out the window at the Altima.
Then I casually glanced out of the window during the descent into Alesund, and my heart dropped through my stomach.
MR. COUNSELLOR SMIRNOV: However, even if you only casually glanced at those graves, perhaps you noticed whether the layer of earth covering the corpses was deep or shallow?
Merry Christmas to all.Guests who casually glanced into a conference room in the Selsdon Park hotel, just south of London, in August might easily have assumed an examination was taking place.
During dinner at a friend's house, I casually glanced at the Jets game on television with stern eyes as I passed a pitcher of water across the table.
As Mr. Bartel recalled afterward, "I was sitting on the terrace of the Carlton Hotel in Cannes, sipping a $7 coffee," when Richard Roud, then the director of the New York Film Festival and chairman of its program committee, "came strolling down the Croisette, casually glanced in my direction and turned thumbs up".
Occasionally, if the notebook happens to be out on the counter, a guest casually glances through the pages crammed with years of notes and dates, then looks up, a wild look in the eye, to ask, "What exactly is this?" Since 1998, Ms. Rosenstrach, a 39-year-old writer, editor and mother of two, has been writing down every meal she has had for dinner.
