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Stay thin.

Aren't you stretched pretty thin already?

I think fashion models today are too thin.

If you want to become thin, you should cut back on the between-meal snacks.

Who would have thought that she could be so thin and small?

At night, I put my bell pepper plants at the open window, so they can harden off a bit before I plant them outside, cause now they still have such thin stems.

The thin line between sanity and madness has gotten finer.

Fiber-optic cables are made up of tiny glass fibers which are as thin as human hairs.

The French are a really strange people: every other person who reads this sentence will check if the space before the colon is really thin and non-breaking.

She wore such thin clothes that she might well catch a cold.

In the carriage sat a gentleman, not attractive, but also not unattractive, not too fat nor too thin; one could not call him old, but he also was not too young.

It's a lot too thin that our henpecked husband in fact hooked up the wallflower.

No matter how thin you slice it, it's still baloney.

He had a little piano on wheels, and a poor thin monkey which sat on top of it.

The submarine had to break through a thin sheet of ice to surface.

It's fine.

There is a fine line between speech that is terse and to the point and speech that is too abrupt.

It's fine to set up a web page, just be sure you don't infringe anybody's copyright.

Which line should I get in? "Any line is fine."

How about going surfing at Hayama next Sunday if it is fine?

It seems, from books, that the colonizers and adventurers went sailing off to a new fine life, a new country, opportunities, and so forth.

I was asked, "You OK, kid?". I replied, "Fine."

I dreamt a dream last night, about silk and fine cloth or about equality and fair trial.

One fine morning in spring along came the great-great-granddaughter of the man who had built this house.

Y-You OK? Not hurt?, I enquire timidly. "Ah, no, I'm fine."

If the demolition of buildings is uncontrolled, a fine city is in danger of becoming nothing more than a concrete jungle.

Just stay off your feet for the next couple of weeks, and you'll be just fine.

Fine. I'd be very happy if you would drop me a line as soon as you get to Mwanza.

Your fine, curly hair looks as appetizing as glass noodles.

It's fine, Dima laughed. "I'm still growing, after all. I'll grow into it."