Am I completely lacking in self discipline?
My point is, lacking knowledge is sometimes safer than possessing it.
Logan's choice in men was definitely lacking.It's okay.
His skin was darker, the color of honey as opposed to alabaster, his eyes a rich, dark brown, and his features lacking the delicate, chiseled beauty of Romas's family.
She'd never thought of her apartment as lacking character.
Exact information in regard to the period of gestation of the female is still lacking, the length of the period being given from eighteen to twenty-two months by different authorities.
They seem to be almost entirely lacking in the north-east extremity, near Terranova, and in the mountains immediately to the north of Iglesias, though they are found to the north of the Perda de sa Mesa.
The population was at that time a little over 300,000; public security and education were alike lacking, and there were considerable animosities between different parts of the island.
Jaguarondi), a chestnut-coloured wild species; but information appears to be lacking with regard to the colouring of the domesticated breed.
Her rule in Parma, conjointly with Neipperg, was characterized by a clemency and moderation which were lacking in the other Italian states in that time of reaction.
If anything is lacking, I will pay it to you.
"There is nothing lacking," he said, "but the ten pieces he has told you about; and I will give him these as a reward."
Why is civility so lacking in discussions about food, nutrition, and food policy?
All of these are sorely lacking in areas where hunger is most prevalent.
The principal thing that is lacking is sentence accent and variety in the inflection of phrases.
Everything was similar: the ladies' subtle talk, the cards, the general raising his voice at the card table, and the samovar and the tea cakes; only one thing was lacking that he had always seen at the evening parties he wished to imitate.
Only senseless things, lacking coherence, presented themselves one after another to Prince Andrew's mind.
Only a few of them still move, rise, and feebly fly to settle on the enemy's hand, lacking the spirit to die stinging him; the rest are dead and fall as lightly as fish scales.
Something was lacking in them, they were not clear, they were too one-sidedly personal and brain-spun.
She did not compare them with him, but compared her feeling for them with her feeling for him, and felt with regret that there was something lacking in her feeling for young Nicholas.