The BMW 5 Series, whose inward-tilting headlights apparently suggest a scowl, is consequently very popular, whereas the happy-go-lucky, gentle-looking Prius scores dismally (BMW of Manhattan, 555 West 57th Street; M.S.R.P. from $44,550; Manhattan Toyota, 645 Eleventh Avenue, at 47th Street, M.S.R.P. from $22,800).
Mr. Paul eschews the isolationist label attached to him by his association with his father, former Representative Ron Paul of Texas, whose antiwar, inward-turning stances defined his national reputation.
His signature piece, a rocking chair whose long, inward-pointing rockers vaguely resembled antelope horns, became part of the White House's arts and crafts collection after a donor gave one to Ronald Reagan, and his work is part of the permanent collections of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston and the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
Pronators, those whose arches roll inward, for instance, may need a shoe with motion control, which may be a bit more expensive than neutral shoes.
I suppose you could consider either of the triangles, whose sides curve inward and whose roofs swell upward in a generous swoop, to be a dragon's head, and the long, straight section connecting them to be its tail, but the comparison is silly.
Kika Markham, inimitably inward, whose mouth seems to have direct access to her heart, tells of and shows the dimming of light that is depression: the occlusion, the inability to move, the pointlessness of moving your mouth to "do talking".
Jane Fryer, a Washington, D.C.-based yoga teacher who has been doing retreats for 15 years and whose own company, Inward Bound, leads decidedly luxurious ones to the clubby Round Hill in Jamaica, supports the new all-things-to-all-people version of yoga.
At the close of the 60's, burned-out radicals weren't the only ones whose thoughts were turning inward.
After the breakup, St. Aubyn, now a "delinquent and illiterate" schoolboy in London, was expected to interrupt his Provençal vacations with long visits to his father's house, whose only windows faced inward, into a courtyard choked with weeds.
A Manhattan sacrament whose outward signs of inward grace consist of somewhat soiled and miscellaneous garments, batter hat, furious mustachios and an unlimited broad grin.... View Article By John Cassidy By Alan Burdick By Atul Gawande By Lidija Haas.
