Sentence examples for smoldering sense from inspiring English sources

And under the cocksure surface, Mr. Holland also transmits John's smoldering sense of bitterness over his treatment by Caleb's father.

With his shaved head, bouncing body movements and smoldering sense of rage, Mr. Santiago-Hudson, who won a Tony Award in 1996 for his performance in "Seven Guitars," uncannily captured Mr. Darden.

But those mills have since closed, leaving the younger generation with no work, little chance of advancement in British society and a smoldering sense of resentment, justified or not, that their backgrounds may be holding them back.

He had a sense of smoldering anger that at any moment might flare into flame.

That timing may be germane to the sense of smoldering anger and uningratiating power that much of this work exudes, as well as its indelicate uses of techniques like sewing and jewelry making.

But what has she done for Swat?" That sense of smoldering animosity toward Ms. Yousafzai, 16, in the Swat Valley — which she hurriedly left aboard a military helicopter for treatment last year after being shot — seems to be animated in part by the tensions of a rural community still traumatized by conflict.

Between her conviction to honesty, her sense of humor, smoldering good looks and love of 'Star Trek', I think we can all agree that Sgt. Moore is one lucky man.

She imbues her linear, semi-abstract figures with an automatist's sense of abandon and works up smoldering fusions of texture and color, often with last-minute smears of ink that turned many works into monotypes.

"We're trying to bring a little common sense to forest policy," Mr. Bush said to two firefighters pouring dirt on a smoldering clump of ground.

The jewel beetle, Melanophila acuminate, is a living fire detector: It can sense forest fires from afar, moving in quickly to lay its eggs in the smoldering bark of burnt trees, where its young develop virtually free of competition.

And racing is a feast for the senses: the Wagnerian bellow of stock cars howling around the track, the sweet reek of smoldering rubber, the track grit tasting — for devout fans — close enough to the communion wafer.