Sentence examples for urgent rush from inspiring English sources

"There just tends to be an urgent rush to get there.

Their songs are similar to the sleaze of the early Germs, channelling an urgent rush that sounds like it designed specifically for pressing on to scratchy 7"s.

Much of the point of Emin's work is in its hurried prolixity, its urgent rush of words: words stitched on blankets, scrawled in Biro, mono-printed, appliquéd, embroidered on the walls of tents, spun out in neon tubes.

It's a dark, urgent rush of surging, surprisingly epic electro, in the Soft Cell vein, which dovetails entirely unexpectedly into a truly grand exit, all punched grand piano chords and a soulful lady vocalist extemporising energetically.

Because, unlike food delivery, there's no urgent rush for dry cleaning — having it picked up at 7pm instead of 2pm isn't going to significantly delay the turnaround time, and could provide the cost savings that Cleanly needs to stay profitable.

President Obama did not rush to congratulate Mr Netanyahu, and when he called him it was mainly to make clear where the US stood on a two-state solution and on nuclear negotiations with Iran, just in case Mr Netanyahu had forgotten during his urgent rush to win more votes.

The urgent, intense rush of water is strangely relieving and exciting.

The brisk tempo in the first movement comes across as urgent, not rushed.

When the relationships are taken in the aggregate, the sad individual twists of fate that endeared the impostors to their lovers become cynical commonplaces: deceased parents, estranged siblings, urgent errands, rushed goodbyes, dozens of fictitious children and exes and old friends killed off or dispatched to the far corners of the Commonwealth.

A lot of people fear age: They'll never do things for the first time again, fear that the urgent, butterfly-rush of love will never strike them in the stomach again, that they will fade into mediocrity, their life increasingly becoming one long trip to an IKEA.

A lot of people fear age: they'll never do things for the first time again, fear that urgent, butterfly-rush of love will never strike them in the stomach again, that they will fade into mediocrity, their life increasingly becoming one long trip to an IKEA.