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The world is always a democracy in times of flux, and the man with the best voice will win. (source)flux = a state of change
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The status of her soul, of everything that she was, is still in flux.† (source)
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Everything in her life was in flux and she needed strong, steady and stable.† (source)
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Parmenides realized, of course, that nature is in a constant state of flux.† (source)
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In a cold voice, the Baron said: "You have a flux of the mouth, Piter."† (source)
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Orange worms of plasma began to flux and crawl in the tubes of the OPEN sign.† (source)
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Our perceptions of everything are organized by the flux of sensations passing over that framework.† (source)
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But, speaking in language somewhat more appropriate, it is to follow the fluxes and refluxes of the mind when agitated by the great and simple affections of our nature.† (source)
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I sat there, feeling the flux and flow of power within me.† (source)
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A few phials of herbals useful for infant fevers and fluxes.† (source)
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The DeLorean came outfitted with a (nonfunctioning) flux capacitor, but I'd made several additions to its equipment and appearance.† (source)
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Perhaps it is inescapable that when our lives are in flux, despite the comfort of our beds, we are bound to keep ourselves awake grappling with anxieties—no matter how great or small, how real or imagined.† (source)
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The individual squadrons were in a constant state of flux as they rotated from deployments overseas to months of training and then months on standby, during which a call to deploy could come at any time.† (source)
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I hope you die of a bloody flux.† (source)
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Those game days broke up with a swiftness, a sense of losing blood almost, that reminded me of watching the apartment in New York being boxed up and carted away: groundlessness and flux, nothing to hang on to.† (source)
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He turned, hit shingles, fell skidding down the inclined ancient roof, over down to rim, to rainspout where, feet first, he spilled into further emptiness, yelling, clawed at the rain gutter, held, felt it groan, give way, as he swept the sky to see the balloon whistling, wrinkling, flying up like a wounded beast to evacuate its terrified exhalations in the clouds; a gunshot mammoth, not wanting to expire, yet in terrible flux coughing out its stinking winds.† (source)
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