Let’s solve a problem. No. No one can solve anything. No problems. No math. No nothing. No one is ready to solve. What can we solve if we tried to solve. Nothing. Not a thing. And once we understand this. We can finally solve. Problem solved.
She had figured it out. Why he was so rude to her, why he never smiled or even spoke in her presence. Why she always felt sad about his cold behavior and why she felt like she loved him. She had solved the mystery… They were in love.
Could Edward’s problems be solved by a frivilous and superficial make-over? The paunch was unattractive, and as for the hair… Still beauty did begin within and Edward might benefit from reading more literatu
no, life is a problem that will never be solved. we are all living in a continuously heaving entity of contrasts. forget figuring ‘us’ out. we are a conundrum.
It’s just not that simple, in the end of things; a person isn’t a puzzle that you can talk to and poke at and figure out and declared solved and move on. Just as you were learning things about them day by day and hour by hour and bit by bit, they were doing the same – from you and from others. A person is an eternal cipher, informed by their interaction with you and continually growing, changing, and intensifying in complexity.
Solved the riddle, the message stills untold. In every diagram of the scheme there is an arrow that points towards the definitive. Solved the riddle, we we all be free.
Mystery solved. Once again, the ianator proved to everyone that he is the amazing detective in this town. He followed the tiny traces left by the dude, and found his way into the crime. Everyone now loves ianator. Especially a girl named mackenzie. Ianator is totally in love with her, but she doesn’t seem interested at all. Lol.
Problems are never fully solved. You just throw a patch on it that you hope will hold to morning. Unless you’re talking about problems in differential equations. I just look at those and then decide to something else. Anything else.
Ordinarily, he would have exalted in this moment, basking in the adulation of his dumb-struck audience. It was his chance to shine, to rub the noses of those arrogant British in their rich, stinking excrement. But the cruel, hard smile of Lord Worthington and his haughty wife told him that Jeeves, the butler, had not acted alone. And instead of adulation, the only thing Poirot received for solving this crime was the cold, steel blade of Lord Worthington’s Crimean War sabre.
I solved the problem and now it was Miller time. The furnace kept putting out heat, and with a load of fuel in it like it had, it was no wonder. I sat at the window and wondered, Deja vu…haven’t I written about this word once before today??? The hot sake and time and long bike ride has bitten into my gray matter and so I can’t be sure. Clearly, I may never solve this mystery.
i solved sudoku today morning. This gave me immense satisfaction. Nice way to start a day. Solving sudoku also helps me solving day to day problems since this makes my mind alert.
It came apart in my hands. One day there was a pipe that connected water to the house, to the bathroom, to the sink, to the dishwasher, and I dug it up from the front yard and it simply dissolved. One day I had a problem with water seeping into my kitchen. Solved that one.
The problem was solved, when it was halved, when it was shared. This solved a host of other problems too…like her struggle to be the perfect host. Somehow when you relax, rest and try to be real everyone around you does the same. What more could anyone want? What more could she want?
I feel better now. Problem solved. I no longer have to wonder what’s for lunch, whether or not to hang the laundry, or what to do next. Weather is cold and rainy, so I’m off to bed!
i want to solve this problem, math problem cause its hard always to do it on my own. solved , do you have me solved? i doubt it, cause no one knows me foreal. solved, like a puzzle piece, or a puzzle for that matter, no one has me solved, and no one ever will. until im ready that is.
mysteries are open to interpretaion -others may be resolved. how many are there where the people by consensus can agree on one rule one version of the truth of something inherently opaque non-substantial and yet may muillions of religionists perpetuate this miracle.
Solved. Completed. Finished. It sounds very final, somehow. I prefer something a little more open. A finite thing like a crossword may be solved, and then it’s done. What fun is that?
she solved her problem. she finaly spoke. times like these always got her down, but for once, just something about today, she felt the desire to speak her mind. challenging her dreams in words. beauty was discovered in herself.
situations have a way of solving themselves out and it doesn`t matter if we like the solution and how we try to influence that to our favour. It`s up to the problem to find it`s best solution.
the problem was solved the moment she entered the room with her Italian flair and gloriously glossy red lips, riper than a new cherry on the first day of spring and full and ready and waiting for him, a waterfall of words on her tongue…
It couldn’t be solved – there was no solution. No matter how many times he noted down the elements, the more time he spent on it the more time was wasted. If there had been three answers, he would have had two of them, but the look on her face was inscrutable, and there was clearly no one answer that met all the criteria. After fifteen minutes he gave up and wandered back into the bush.
My father loves problem solving. Crosswords, Sudoku, anything he can sink his teeth into and spend a day working on. I don’t really understand the appeal – as soon as you finish one, you start another one and it all starts again.
Problem solved. All it took was one brave decision, and the rest began to fall into place. Why did it have to be THAT decision, though? It was the one thing that held the most attachments, the most love, the most hope. All things have their life cycle, I suppose. So, like I said, problem solved.
I already told you I don’t have any problems to be solved. after reading this pamphlet i have no troubles and i feel much lighter and I smile more often and the skys never dark. Im a bit bored but everything is solved
The crime was never really solved. It never can be. Nobody can ever know the real who what where and why. Especially the why. Sure, people say they know why. They explain persuasively and it all makes sense logically. But I knew them both. And I know the theories are all wrong.
i like to solve problems. whether it be something that’s tangible or not. i want to help people, help solve their problems. and I also like crosswords and other “mind engaging activities”.
I solved the problem by examining it and deciding that no matter what, I would always stay at the table until it was done.
Let’s solve a problem. No. No one can solve anything. No problems. No math. No nothing. No one is ready to solve. What can we solve if we tried to solve. Nothing. Not a thing. And once we understand this. We can finally solve. Problem solved.
She had figured it out. Why he was so rude to her, why he never smiled or even spoke in her presence. Why she always felt sad about his cold behavior and why she felt like she loved him. She had solved the mystery… They were in love.
Could Edward’s problems be solved by a frivilous and superficial make-over? The paunch was unattractive, and as for the hair… Still beauty did begin within and Edward might benefit from reading more literatu
The case was solved and all Steve could do, was think about his bed.
Problems are there only to be solved. So never take them as a curse. Always find solutions, not only to your problems, but also of others!
The best people are those who find solutions.
I solved a case today. And then I died. Did you die pirate?
no, life is a problem that will never be solved. we are all living in a continuously heaving entity of contrasts. forget figuring ‘us’ out. we are a conundrum.
It’s just not that simple, in the end of things; a person isn’t a puzzle that you can talk to and poke at and figure out and declared solved and move on. Just as you were learning things about them day by day and hour by hour and bit by bit, they were doing the same – from you and from others. A person is an eternal cipher, informed by their interaction with you and continually growing, changing, and intensifying in complexity.
save your soul, love your life, dream your future, be true.
Solved the riddle, the message stills untold. In every diagram of the scheme there is an arrow that points towards the definitive. Solved the riddle, we we all be free.
the puzzle was solved by a man with one tooth and three arms. he had no legs. how he solved such a puzzling puzzle is yet to be seen. hmmhm
I solved the puzzle. All the ambiguous messages finally came down to one. I sat up, mesmerized by the truth. The truth, the lies, it was all the same.
I have to solve the puzzle that is my life. i misplaced the pieces and now i dont know where to find them. I have to solve the puzzle that is my life.
Mystery solved. Once again, the ianator proved to everyone that he is the amazing detective in this town. He followed the tiny traces left by the dude, and found his way into the crime. Everyone now loves ianator. Especially a girl named mackenzie. Ianator is totally in love with her, but she doesn’t seem interested at all. Lol.
Problems are never fully solved. You just throw a patch on it that you hope will hold to morning. Unless you’re talking about problems in differential equations. I just look at those and then decide to something else. Anything else.
problems relationships life love hope happiness leadership intellingence promise belief i can make a prolem go away solved
Such finality, such a sense of finished and achieved; yet looming with unreachability.
Ordinarily, he would have exalted in this moment, basking in the adulation of his dumb-struck audience. It was his chance to shine, to rub the noses of those arrogant British in their rich, stinking excrement. But the cruel, hard smile of Lord Worthington and his haughty wife told him that Jeeves, the butler, had not acted alone. And instead of adulation, the only thing Poirot received for solving this crime was the cold, steel blade of Lord Worthington’s Crimean War sabre.
I solved the problem and now it was Miller time. The furnace kept putting out heat, and with a load of fuel in it like it had, it was no wonder. I sat at the window and wondered, Deja vu…haven’t I written about this word once before today??? The hot sake and time and long bike ride has bitten into my gray matter and so I can’t be sure. Clearly, I may never solve this mystery.
i solved sudoku today morning. This gave me immense satisfaction. Nice way to start a day. Solving sudoku also helps me solving day to day problems since this makes my mind alert.
It came apart in my hands. One day there was a pipe that connected water to the house, to the bathroom, to the sink, to the dishwasher, and I dug it up from the front yard and it simply dissolved. One day I had a problem with water seeping into my kitchen. Solved that one.
The problem was solved, when it was halved, when it was shared. This solved a host of other problems too…like her struggle to be the perfect host. Somehow when you relax, rest and try to be real everyone around you does the same. What more could anyone want? What more could she want?
I feel better now. Problem solved. I no longer have to wonder what’s for lunch, whether or not to hang the laundry, or what to do next. Weather is cold and rainy, so I’m off to bed!
Why is it that I can solve everyone else problem, but can never solve my own? That is one question that will never be solved.
I am not very good at riddles.
I can’t even solve myself.
When I do then I’ll answer your question.
i want to solve this problem, math problem cause its hard always to do it on my own. solved , do you have me solved? i doubt it, cause no one knows me foreal. solved, like a puzzle piece, or a puzzle for that matter, no one has me solved, and no one ever will. until im ready that is.
mysteries are open to interpretaion -others may be resolved. how many are there where the people by consensus can agree on one rule one version of the truth of something inherently opaque non-substantial and yet may muillions of religionists perpetuate this miracle.
Solved. Completed. Finished. It sounds very final, somehow. I prefer something a little more open. A finite thing like a crossword may be solved, and then it’s done. What fun is that?
she solved her problem. she finaly spoke. times like these always got her down, but for once, just something about today, she felt the desire to speak her mind. challenging her dreams in words. beauty was discovered in herself.
to finally reach a feeling or a medium of bliss amidst a reality of confusion.
Solved.
A word that I would like to use more often in the big picture of my life.
So many mysteries to solve.
So many pieces of the puzzle to fit together.
We want to solve everything.
From the minute details of our daily works… to the mystery of life… to how two can fall in love.
situations have a way of solving themselves out and it doesn`t matter if we like the solution and how we try to influence that to our favour. It`s up to the problem to find it`s best solution.
the problem was solved the moment she entered the room with her Italian flair and gloriously glossy red lips, riper than a new cherry on the first day of spring and full and ready and waiting for him, a waterfall of words on her tongue…
It couldn’t be solved – there was no solution. No matter how many times he noted down the elements, the more time he spent on it the more time was wasted. If there had been three answers, he would have had two of them, but the look on her face was inscrutable, and there was clearly no one answer that met all the criteria. After fifteen minutes he gave up and wandered back into the bush.
My father loves problem solving. Crosswords, Sudoku, anything he can sink his teeth into and spend a day working on. I don’t really understand the appeal – as soon as you finish one, you start another one and it all starts again.
Problem solved. All it took was one brave decision, and the rest began to fall into place. Why did it have to be THAT decision, though? It was the one thing that held the most attachments, the most love, the most hope. All things have their life cycle, I suppose. So, like I said, problem solved.
I already told you I don’t have any problems to be solved. after reading this pamphlet i have no troubles and i feel much lighter and I smile more often and the skys never dark. Im a bit bored but everything is solved
The crime was never really solved. It never can be. Nobody can ever know the real who what where and why. Especially the why. Sure, people say they know why. They explain persuasively and it all makes sense logically. But I knew them both. And I know the theories are all wrong.
i like to solve problems. whether it be something that’s tangible or not. i want to help people, help solve their problems. and I also like crosswords and other “mind engaging activities”.
PROBLEM SOLVED!