My mobile phone battery runs out all the time because all the messages come straight to me.
The fuel cell is just a fundamentally inferior way of delivering electrical energy to an electric motor than batteries.
Toys are made in heaven, batteries are made in hell.
Praying in tongues charges your spirit like a battery charger charges a battery.
Waking up to you is like. . . presents on Christmas morning. " His mouth curved. "For your convenience, I'm already unwrapped. Batteries not required.
There have been times I've been out, and my phone battery is at nine percent, and I was like, 'Time to go home. '
I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.
Well, I like way downtown near the Battery. I lived down there at this time and for, I guess, the following well, this is where I moved to uptown and I've been here for four years and this is 1965.
Without vision, even the most focused passion is a battery without a device.
I don't have a Facebook page. I don't use Twitter. I don't give anyone a lot to grab onto. Sometimes, I even take out the battery of my mobile phone so that I can't be localized.
We see portability in electronics being a continuing requirement, higher functionality, better battery life, requiring lower power for the actual electronics.
I took the batteries out my mysticism And put them in my thinking cap
My friends always joke that I run on batteries.
You have to recharge your batteries.
Postmodernism represents a moment of suspension before the batteries are recharged for the new millennium, an acknowledgment that preceding the future is a strange and hybrid interregnum that might be called the last gasp of the past.
People would like better batteries but they are wary of making investments. What is required is both a technology push and a market pull.
I am somewhat exhausted; I wonder how a battery feels when it pours electricity into a non-conductor?
New York, New York, - a helluva town, The Bronx is up but the Battery is down.
We were lavish of blood in those days, and it was thought to be a great thing to charge a battery of artillery or an earthwork lined with infantry.
I really admire artists who take the time to recharge their batteries and not continually call on it. I think you can spot tired and jaded artists quite quickly.
