The conditions of the ocean floor are very harsh. The Titanic lies in 2½ miles of water beneath the surface of the North Atlantic.

I could open a thousand Excel documents and still never think to scroll past a wall of empty rows to see if, hidden beneath them, there is a tab I need to click. Just doesn't occur to me. Because, design.

What that final number will be, we're trying to come up with a methodology to estimate that. It could be that several hundred people were either washed out to sea or crushed beneath buildings or otherwise are just not locatable.

Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.

Our passengers will experience even faster acceleration than Nasa astronauts. They'll see the blackness of space, and the curvature of the blue planet beneath them, and experience weightlessness.

It's symptomatic of issues going on beneath the surface. They're still trying to get their house in order. Their stock hasn't been doing very well.

Beneath the surface, production and inventory, here and abroad, are moving up faster than the rate of demand growth,

I can't imagine getting bored with comedy or thinking comedy is beneath us suddenly.

Slow, skinny, and an utter countryside coward: I lived in dread of nettles, spiders, and the very sound of a wasp. As a victim, I was beneath the dignity of the bullies in my year but fair game to the ones in the year below.

Natural disasters always reveal the social order of things -- the social disorder really, and that's what we're seeing here. You start peeling away the layers with an event like this hurricane, and the ugliness comes up from beneath very quickly.