"BITS" içeren İngilizce örnek cümleler

There were bits of broken glass on the floor.
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In other cultures, the balls were filled with earth, grain, bits and pieces of plants, and sometimes even pieces of metal.
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He collected bits of information.
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He tore up his letter into small bits and threw them out the window.
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Love isn't a game, so you can't just cherry pick the best bits!
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As a consequence of its fun factor, Tatoeba contains random bits of factual information.
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These charred bits are tasty.
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The bits of costume and harness that Flaubert mentions have vanished, but the reasons he calls them out are eternal.
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The jar was smashed to bits when it hit the floor.
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Tom tore the letter to bits.
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Tom has a big box full of bits and pieces in my attic.
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Babies are bits of star-dust blown from the hand of God. Lucky the woman who knows the pangs of birth, for she has held a star.
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Tom and Mary were thrilled to bits when their daughter took her first steps.
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For your sake, father, I would cut the devil himself into small bits, or even become a devil myself.
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I know bits and pieces of many foreign languages, but am fluent in none.
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Spacesuits protect astronauts from being injured from impacts of small bits of space dust.
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I'm losing my teeth. I'm dying by bits.
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Tom tore the ticket to bits.
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You've got bits of hair sticking up.
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Sand and gravel are stone broken into bits. A whetstone, flint, marble etcetera are ordinary stones.
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Meredith picks a tiny patch of green moss from between clumps of tall brown grass gone dormant with the fall chill. “Look at all these little bits of biodiversity,” she said. “That’s like a little fantasy world going on in there.”
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I've only heard bits and pieces of the recent discussions.
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Tom is chuffed to bits.
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I love Tom to bits.
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I love Mary to bits.
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Tom was chuffed to bits.
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"I've got two bits of news: one bad and one—" "Good?" "—and one very bad. Where should I start?"
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You took the engine to bits.
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You were taking the engine to bits.
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Yanni understands bits of Berber.
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Then he added some bits of hot green chili peppers, and then put the top piece of toast onto the chili pepper bits.
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You have bits of food in your teeth.
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A standard byte is eight bits.
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A typical byte is eight bits, meaning eight 1s and 0s.
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Yanni found bits of a dead wasp inside the fig.
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This strawberry juice also contains bits of strawberries.

Yanni bought a few glass drill bits from a home improvement store.

I chewed some gum right after eating some carrots, and now there are carrot bits all over the wad.

Ziri asked Yazid if he could borrow his drill bits.

There are a lot of refrigerators at the garbage dump that we can scrap for bits and pieces.

The sledge got smashed to bits when it hit the tree; we were lucky not to be injured.

In the plant cell model that Mario presented, a horse chestnut took the place of the nucleus, a handful of plasticine was the cytoplasm, the organelles were represented by lentils and other beans, small bits of green pipe cleaner served as chloroplasts, and the plastic bottle that held everything was the cell membrane, surrounded by a thick papier-mâché coat for the cell wall.

The bits of advice, the little asides, are slipped into the text.

Today on the 14th of April of 2015, is an appointment at the doctor's. In the late morning, on my way, I stop at the Roman Catholic worship centre, a mid-20th-century brown building. A bell rings as it is the end of recess for the noisy children at the adjacent school. It is practically empty in the spacious interior of the worship centre, except for a middle-aged, dark-haired Caucasian woman by the candles and an Oriental who looks like George Takei and who passes me by as he heads out. I sit at the pew, centre right. The banners above are in faded pastels, blue, pink, yellow, and green, with three butterflies printed on them each. A month ago, the banners were all purple. The statue of floating JC, front centre, is adorned in white and yellow cloth. The standing cross to the right is covered with green paper bits. I stand up and walk to the lobby area. Therein, I marvel at the Mexican Santa María painting and whisper the Spanish words on the caption. I gaze at the elegant photographs of Pope Francis and some other high-level religious authority figure. As I exit the building, a Filipino woman approaches the statue of white and blue Virgin Mary at the outside corner.

On the 14th of April of 2015, I walk to the Richmond Public Market, I first climbing the stairs outside. Inside, the wide atrium-like building is like a garden in a jungle surrounding, I imagine. Already quite hungry, I trot to Captain Wa, the food vendor, to get noodles with squid, fish, and tofu, as well as hot tea. As I eat, a handsome First Nations man in a purple T-shirt walks by. Then a handsome, stocky Jewish fellow walks by. A few minutes later, I begin to thirst, so I get a cold Mint Bubble Green Tea at the vendor QQ Bubble Tea and Coffee. I sit by the stairs to sip. A threesome family sits eating nearby, the man being black, the woman being Oriental, and the child being a hybrid. Addicted to Bubble Tea, I get another one, this time at Peanut's. It is a cold Green Apple Bubble Green Tea. It is delicious. I take the escalator down. On my way to the washroom, I notice a big aquarium full of probably giant red Alaskan king crabs with barnacles on their legs. They remind me of extraterrestrials, somehow. At the bookstore, I buy a heavily illustrated green botany book in sinograms. I left it on top of a box a month ago and it is still there. It is $14. I take the escalator up. Addicted to Bubble Tea, I spend my remaining coins on a cold Lychee Bubble Green Tea. It is delicious with even bits of white lychee flesh.

As a society, there are really three blending elements in the Philippines: the Sundadonts, the Sinodonts, and the Caucasoids. My family is such a blend. Mongoloids really comprise three variants: the Sundadonts, the Sinodonts, and the Super-Sinodonts, these respectively being the Pacific Islanders, the East Asians, and the Amerindians of the Americas. The Filipino Caucasoid element is commonly Mediterranean. There are four human subspecies in my preferred model of anthropology: the Mongoloids, the Caucasoids, the Negroids, and the Australoids. Caucasoid has variants Nordic and Mediterranean; Negroid has variants Congoid and Capoid; and Australoid has variants Veddoid, Negrito, Papuan, Melanesian, and Aborigine. Migrants into the Philippines might have carried various bits of other strains. For example, Super-Sinodonts, Amerindians, might have reached the Philippines with the Manila-Acapulco Galleons during the Spanish Empire.

She says the rudimentary shelters are constructed from anything they can find—bits of plastic or clothing—and these are tacked onto wooden branches, which are then covered with straw.

The army surplus store sold expired beef jerky. It gave Tom terrible gas. His farts flung bits of undigested jerky against the back of the toilet bowl where they couldn't be flushed.

My English writing has several influences. From age 10 and under, I learned American English writing, in tandem with Tagalog writing, in the Philippines, then from age 10 and above, in Canada, I learned Canadian English writing until university. Meanwhile, reading various American and British science fiction and fantasy books moulded my mind, as well as did the French that I have been learning since Grade 5 in Canada. Then in university, I learned Spanish and Japanese. There were bits of Esperanto in my teenage years, during university, and after university. Ergo, other languages have influenced my English writing idiolect.

Today the 21st of August of 2022, my neighbour Moli Wong, who is of mixed Chinese and East Indian ancestry from a previously Fijian nationality, now on Lulu Island, gave me, for dinner, roti with green beans and eggs inside. It's East Indian cuisine. She's thinking about what I said to my mother yesterday: Mexican and East Indian cuisines created similar foods in independent, parallel development. Somewhat related is my thinking that things living and non-living in other worlds may have parallel evolution, also. There may be life human-like, bird-like, horse-like, tree-like, grass-like, etc. on other worlds from parallel evolution. Another theory relevant is panspermia, in which biological bits seed other worlds from outer space.

Ziri smashed the statue into bits.

Sims removes the batteries and crunches the phones to bits, then melts the shards and rubble in furnaces. What comes out is an amalgam of metals—plus slag from the plastic and glass and impurities.

Researchers found that the worst pollutants on the Great Barrier Reef were not tiny bits of plastic, but microfibers containing synthetic polymers nylon and polyester.

Ziri went to a local shop to pick up a few bits.

Ziri's fingernails were long and still had bits of Rima's flesh underneath them.

Donald loved his daughter to bits.

A glitch in software meant to encrypt and protect online transactions has potentially exposed millions of passwords, credit card numbers and other sensitive bits of information to theft by computer hackers.

Whenever Tom travels, he likes to bring back some bits and bobs for his friends and family, like local snacks or small souvenirs.

No matter how clever your language is, the processor running your code only understands bits and a few operators.

A byte was originally the number of bits required to represent a single character of text.

Cooking crabs is fairly easy. But eating them can be a challenge. The shells are still very hard. Some people use special tools called crackers and mallets to crack the shells and reach the meat. Other use their hands, breaking at weak points of the shell. Either way, it is a messy meal that usually leaves the eaters covered in shell, bits of meat and lots of red seasoning.

A nibble is a data aggregation that comprises 4 bits, also called a half-byte, tetrade or quartet.

A perfect simulation of the universe down to the last atom would require more bits than there are atoms in the universe.

The radio was smashed to bits.

Bits of glitter from art projects still cling to surfaces.

Today's a cloudy, yet sunny day, the 13th of May of 2025. Yesterday and today, I went to the garden neighbourhood at St. Albans Road to enjoy the scenery and the big Roman Catholic church there, which I have visited maybe the 11th time this spring. The big admirable purple-bloom tree nearby is probably not a Jacaranda, but maybe a Paulownia, an Empress Tree. Nevertheless, it's like saudade for me about South America. I often visit the major worship hall and the smaller Adoration Chapel, where I noticed that at the right front the statue of the Virgin Mary is holding the Child at her arms, and they are not standing side by side, as I imagined from memory. At the big worship hall, there are two crucifixes, one at the front centre and one at the front right, both draped in white cloth. There are Filipinos in the parish. By the way, it's now Pope Leo XIV. I'm really tending to Animism-Buddhism in my Syncretism. I visited Tim Hortons café here on Lulu Island several times during the day to enjoy an Earl Grey Tea with oat milk, an Iced Classic Lemonade, Scrambled Eggs with Sausage and Potatoes, an Iced Coffee with oat milk, and a Wild Blueberry Muffin. Today, at home, I'm reading bits from Spanish speculative fiction, El eterno regreso a casa, by Ursula K. Le Guin. I read aloud for oral practice. I'm also looking at an online Esperanto dictionary to ameliorate my green vocabulary.

This 14th of May of 2025 is cloudy skies interspersed with blue spaces. I walked to the Roman Catholic church on St. Albans Road twice, once in the morning and again in the afternoon, my 12th and 13th times this spring. In the morning was confession for the little boys and girls in uniform. They were of different races, in the big worship hall. The priest was in the confession booth talking to a student. At the Adoration Chapel, I noticed a nice pot of orchids on the front left. In the afternoon, the big worship hall was mostly empty, a condition which I usually prefer. At the road was a handsome muscle man in white tank top jogging. The big purple-bloom tree seems like an Empress Tree, a Paulownia, because of the big heart-shaped leaves. Reminiscent of Jacaranda with its purple blooming, it's saudade for me about South America. At Tim Hortons café, I enjoyed Scrambled Eggs with Sausage and Potatoes and an Earl Grey Tea with oat milk in the morning, and an Iced Classic Lemonade in the afternoon. The day was full of walking. At home, I study bits of Lojban and Esperanto. I have many books in Esperanto. I tend towards Animism-Buddhism in my Syncretism.

This morning of the 14th of June of 2025, here on Lulu Island, is quite cloudy and chilly for a near-summer morning. I walked to Tim Hortons café at about 5 o'clock. There, I enjoyed an iced coffee with oat milk and scrambled eggs with sausage bits and potatoes. Yesterday was probably my 42nd visit this year to the St. Albans Road's Roman Catholic church, which I call "Clam Temple" because of its shape. "42" is jokingly famous for some people: In The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, the number 42 is the answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything, as the supercomputer Deep Thought calculated after 7.5 million years. Yesterday, at the café, Michael from Guǎngzhōu was wearing a black Louis Vuitton shirt with an orange-coloured blossom insignia thereon and grey jogging pants. I was wearing a hooded red, grey, and black cardigan over a military green mesh net vest over a red T-shirt, as well as a green touque, green striped Indian pyjama pants, and mauve garden clogs. We talked about lots of things, including that "socialism" might have a big comeback because of the effects of Artificial Intelligence and robotics in the future. These things could also affect warfare, we were thinking.

It's nice to share bits and pieces of the separate worlds we grew up in.