It isn't your fault.
It isn't the first time I've cooked.
It isn't going to get any easier, so I'd better shape up.
The day isn't getting any longer.
I guess my life isn't very interesting to other people, but Alex and I like the way we live.
You're supposed to be taking care of me, but that isn't realistic 100% of the time, is it?
And the peasants are asking three rubles for carting--it isn't Christian!
Likhachev--isn't that your name?
"It isn't the seating arrangements that bother me," he said.
Destiny isn't going to be as forgiving.
Why is it good when you adopt a baby that isn't yours, but bad if it's yours and you don't give birth to it?
"There's more, isn't there," Carmen asked, watching Felipa's face.
It isn't your doing... or your responsibility to change it.
I mean, when Dulce isn't chewing you out.
"Isn't it early for all of that?" she asked.
Isn't it strange how babies can draw people together?
For the last time, Howard isn't interested in me.
He's trying to change, but it isn't easy.
"It isn't that," said the Sawhorse, modestly; "but I never tire, and you do."
This makes a great deal of sense: If nutrition isn't governed by universal laws (as physics is) and instead affects different people differently, then the way you will know certain things is by learning through trial and error, through your own experience.
The proverbial "Little Timmy" will find it hard to believe that food isn't manufactured like electronics but grown like an animal.
And advances in drip irrigation, which itself isn't exactly new but is becoming far more widespread and ever more efficient, allows crops to be grown with massively less water.
Water isn't free; someone is paying a bill to purify the water that comes through that fountain.
Murder isn't the only form of violent crime that is falling.
This isn't the final triumph of consumerism—nothing nearly that sinister.
Her mind isn't more logical than the minds of ordinary children.
If the purse isn't found I'll flog you, I'll flog you all.
Isn't it all the same?
He's handsome, isn't he?
It isn't wanted, Petya.
The shaft horse swayed from side to side, moving his ears as if asking: "Isn't it time to begin now?"
Isn't it possible to help them?
Natalie is quite well again now, isn't she?
"Burdino, isn't it?" said the officer, turning to his companion.
So this gruel isn't to your taste?
"But isn't it all the same now?" thought he.
Well, good-by, Peter Kirilych--isn't it?
Isn't it so, Papa? said he.
"Isn't it fine, eh, Uncle Ignat?" said the boy, suddenly beginning to strike the keyboard with both hands.
Isn't the road wide enough? said he, turning to a man behind him who was not pushing him at all.
So isn't it all the same not to send them?
Isn't Princess Mary mistaken?