Translation of "Nyíltan" in English

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Examples of using "Nyíltan" in a sentence and their english translations:

Nyilvánosan, nyíltan és világosan.

publicly, openly and with clarity.

- Lehetek őszinte?
- Beszélhetek nyíltan?

Can I be frank?

Tom nyíltan beszélt problémáiról.

Tom was open about his problems.

Ezek a nyíltan rasszista incidensek,

these overtly racist incidents

Foglaljon nyíltan állást a vitában.

Declare your position in a debate.

Nyíltan megmondom, szerintem ő jó főnök.

- To speak frankly, I think he is a good boss.
- Frankly speaking, I think he's a good boss.

Ilyenkor tapintatosan fogalmazunk, de nyíltan felvállaljuk a konfliktust.

where you care personally, but you challenge directly.

Pszichológiailag biztonságban érezték magukat: mertek önmaguk lenni, nyíltan

felt psychologically safe and secure to be themselves, to speak up,

Egészen odáig, hogy az emberek esetleg félnek nyíltan beszélni,

and it might get to the point where people are frightened to speak openly,

A vádlott homályosan fogalmazott, és nem akart nyíltan a tárgyra térni.

The accused spoke equivocally and didn't want to talk turkey.

A "dohányozni tilos" táblák ellenére, a hajógépész nyíltan füstölt egész idő alatt.

Despite "No Smoking" signs, the boat operator was brazenly smoking all the time.

Az eszperantó nyelv elterjesztését leginkább az segíti, ha nyíltan és szabatosan használják a nyelvet.

The most effective means for the propagation of Esperanto is the fluent and elegant use of this language.

- Doktor úr, kérem mondja meg nyíltan, még ha nehéz is: Túlélem, vagy megsütöttem az utolsó kekszet? - Ön még lábra fog állni, a kérdés csak az, hogy mikor!

"Doctor, say it to me quite frankly, even if it's difficult: Will I pull through, or have I bit the biscuit?" - "You're going to be back on your feet again. The question is just when!"

A történelem jelen állásában nincsen az Egyesült Államokban olyan, hogy független sajtó. Én is tudom, te is tudod. Egy olyan sincsen köztetek, aki le merne írni az őszinte véleményét, de ha megteszed, tudod előre, hogy soha nem jelenne meg nyomtatásban. Azért fizetnek hetente, hogy az igazi véleményemet ne írjam le az újságba, amelyikkel kapcsolatban állok. A többiek hasonlóan vannak fizetve ilyen dolgokért, és ha bárki közületek lenne olyan őrült, hogy az őszinte meglátásait írná le, kint találná magát az utcán másik állás után nézve. Ha én megengedném magamnak, hogy a legőszintébb meglátásaim megjelenjenek a lapom egyik számában, huszonnégy órán belül nem lenne munkám. Az újságírók munkája, hogy lerombolják az igazságot, hogy nyíltan meghazudtolják, elferdítsék, becsméreljék azt Mammon lábainál csúszva, és hogy eladják az országukat és fajtájukat a napi betevőért. Te is tudod, én is tudom, ezért mi ez a baromság a független sajtó ünneplésével? Paprika Jancsik vagyunk, akiket zsinórokon rángatnak. A tehetségünk, a lehetőségeink és az életünk más emberek kezében vannak. Szellemi prostituáltak vagyunk.

- There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.
- There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in the United States, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.
- There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in The United States of America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.