Sentence examples for endless delights from inspiring English sources

Unearthing a copy among my husband's "pre-me" belongings has bought the endless delights of this gloriously tortured teenage soul back into my life.

Dating from 1804, it is a glowing example of his "heroic" middle-period style, and it provides endless delights in its shifting primary colors and blends.

But its plainness is what makes it such an excellent place to work: a zone of mutual concentration, a temple consecrated to the endless delights of learning more about the world.

We watch the mute images and their lunatic pantomime with endless delight.

Well it was a source of endless delight and gratitude for her that here in this country, she was accepted for who she was.

The evil white colonizers wear hats and golden straw for hair, and bully and beat Adivasis to pulp causing endless delight in the audience.

In the eighties, Baldessari began painting out faces, bodies, and large areas of photographs, challenging viewers to fill in the blanks, and then, to his endless delight, he discovered the round, colored price stickers that stores put on their products.

In a town that takes endless delight in gossip about who is up and who is down, chewing over every executive hiccup in a notoriously volatile business, Sony Pictures finds itself the meal of the moment.

And Sarah Nicole Prickett, in her first piece for T, writes about the Rodarte girls Laura and Kate Mulleavy's endless delight in the romantic weirdness of their childhood home Santa Cruz — the ticky-tacky boardwalk, suburban split-levels and backyard forests — the influence of which can be felt emotionally in the clothes they design.

Invariably sporting a brown derby hat (a habit borrowed from the 1920s American Democratic presidential candidate Al Smith), he ruthlessly exploited his gift for taking off voices, causing endless delight by replying to questions at public meetings in exactly the same Devon intonations as his interlocutor.

The tone is dramatically different from that of the imperturbable 12-cylinder Continental, and as such, taunting this beast, even at low speeds, is a source of endless delight (and a compelling reason to lower its windows and show off that lovely pillar-less roofline).