- I'm really worried. Yesterday's scene.. Mom hit Auntie with a ladle
- On the head! And our Mom broke all the plates.
- Girls, Grandpa will love the pictures you drew for him.
- Gerçekten endişeliyim. Dünün olayı... Annem teyzeme kepçe ile vudrdu.
- Kafasına!
- Ve senin annen de tüm tabakları kırdı.
- Kızlar! Byükbaba onun için çizdiğini resimleri çok beğenecek.
- I bet you have a art teacher here.
- Pardon? No, we just let children draw what they want.
- You mean, that boy drew that tree by himself?
- He loves trees so much, he always sits alone and keeps drawing them.
- Bahse girerim, burada bir sanat öğretmeniniz var.
- Pardon? Hayır, biz sadece çocukları ne isterlerse çizmeleri için bırakıyoruz.
- Yani, bu çocuk o ağacı kendi başına mı çizdi?
- Ağaçları çok sever, her zaman tek başına oturup onları çizer.
As for the historical inspirations I drew on in writing The Snow Queen, I suppose I would call them more cross-cultural inspirations, though they frequently involve past societies as well as present day ones. Joan D. Vinge
After a pause of a moment, he proceeded, in his stately way, to the door, drew back the ponderous bolts, unhooked the heavy chains, and began to draw it open.
Rushing over to the great iron-bound oaken door, which Seward had described from the outside, and which I had seen myself, he turned the key in the lock, drew the huge bolts, and swung the door open.
Rushing over to the great iron-bound oaken door, which DR.Seward had described from the outside, and which I had seen myself, he turned the key in the lock, drew the huge bolts, and swung the door open.
As he spoke he drew the dog-whip swiftly from the dead man's lap, and throwing the noose round the reptile's neck he drew it from its horrid perch and, carrying it at arm's length, threw it into the iron safe, which he closed upon it.
How could my hair have been locked in the drawer? With trembling hands I undid my trunk, turned out the contents, and drew from the bottom my own hair.
I kept my eyes fixed on the window, but the wolf drew his head back, and a whole myriad of little specks seems to come blowing in through the broken window, and wheeling and circling round like the pillar of dust that travellers describe when there is a simoon in the desert.
