Sentence examples for deep repose from inspiring English sources
The Schumacher's passage is one of the trip's pleasantest; the deep repose of stacked carpets, uncut fabrics, and middle-aged couples turning the leaves of wallpaper books.
— Big men on campus lay prone in deep repose on portable tables, oblivious to the 46-degree chill, as pairs of hands dug into their vertebrae.
No matter how late the hour, dry the speech or long the lunch, members of the upper house were allowed to pretend that they maintained a watchful vigil even when in deep repose.
Periodically, like a sleeper awakened from a deep repose, "Runaway Bride" tosses in an unconvincing scene purporting to show Maggie doing something dastardly like (horrors!) mildly flirting with the husband of her best friend Peggy Joan Cusackk, delightful as always).
Thoughts of deep relaxation, repose, respite from the day -- yes!
Though 57-year-old Mr. Salgaoakar recognizes the paradox of melding ancient practices with cutting-edge delivery platforms, he doesn't think it strange that many people in modern India continue to repose deep faith in astrology.
It is not meditation or reverie, which presupposes a conscious mind relaxing; it is something deeper, a fathomless repose of the will which does not even pose to itself the question: 'Am I happy or unhappy?' " Mr. Tahir, who sometimes used the last name Girneli, meaning from Girne, was born there on Oct. 27, 1923.
"The country will have a deep desire now for repose — a desire to forget Richard Nixon's presidency," wrote Anthony Lewis in a column that appeared in the IHT on August 9, 1974, the day Nixon officially resigned.
We are at the Manor, the residential recording studio formerly owned by Richard Branson and now an EMI asset, an oasis of rural repose in deepest Oxfordshire that Paul Weller has almost come to feel is his second home.
This place has that deep-sprung air of repose, of the well-oiled fluency of a restaurant that knows exactly how to do what it does — a sense largely bestowed by the ancient and skillful waiters in their white coats and crimson bowties.
We had passed into that deep and bountiful world of repose which one finds only at the end of the tonsorial trail.
