Quotes About Silvered

the low sun white and cold, and full of worms. Then a fan of white, gelatinous rays, transparent tubes whose ends mouth the earth. A flat, white opening in the sky, whose light silvered the air, dotted with their shadows. They are the larvae of the sun and will become themselves stars.

His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. Beloved. He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.

Language upon a silvered tongue affords enchantment enough.

A mirror can contain the reflection of the whole universe, a whole skyful of stars in a piece of silvered glass no thicker than a breath.

sleepily through the olive groves, silvered by a moon as large and as white as a magnolia blossom.

gave off an eerie radiance that stained the trees and silvered the road.

She had known happiness, exquisite happiness, intense happiness, and it silvered the rough waves a little more brightly, as daylight faded, and the blue went out of the sea and it rolled in waves of pure lemon which curved and swelled and broke upon the beach and the ecstasy burst in her eyes and waves of pure delight raced over the floor of her mind and she felt, It is enough! It is enough!

There was a flamboyance, a theatricality about him: his dark hair was perfectly silvered at the temples and there was a Byronic grandeur in his demeanour.

Rain-silvered plywood

Concurring hands divide flax for damask that when bleached by Irish weather has the silvered chamois-leather water-tightness of a skin.

Few sounds were to be heard at that early hour, only the drone of the airship's engines and the mournful mournful moans of the foghorns, which seemed almost to be searching for one another, somewhere along the silvered and twisted ribbon of river.

He wanted them to soar. To find, if not heaven, then at least happiness. Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth," said Gamache. "You quoted the poem 'High Flight' when we first talked." "Charles's favorite. He was a naval aviator in the war. And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings. Beautiful.

And most times she follows them, because once she saw one, curving the air with its silvered colours when she walked in the rain, in the night, in search of a dream she had thought lost, a story she needed, to be complete.

I had been dreaming myself a fish, silvered by sun as it leapt from the sea. The waves dissolved, became amphorae and grain sacks again.

I had been dreaming myself a fish, silvered by sun as it leaped from the sea.

At night, the moon silvered smaller and smaller. I stared until I could see it even when I closed my eyes, the yellow curve bright against the dark of my eyelids. I hoped that it might keep the visions of the boy at bay.

Everyone should have a hippie painter anarchist in their lives. It's the guys in silvered aviators with guns that you've got to be wary of.

Like you, like stars, I am retreating year by year, and these rooms seem enough: midnight to north and south, and the mirror I study from this bed filled, in its upper reaches, with silvered light, vacant. bright Absentee Like a fontanel, Emily, like a door, my face, yours, closing. - Late Conversation

If someday, in a morning, you see you, in a mirror or the dent of a spoon, and wonder Where is my soul and Where has it gone, remember this: Catch the gaze of a woman on the metro, subway, tram. Look at a man. Seek and you will find you in the silvered space, a flash between souls.

The childlike thing sitting on a cygnet-coloured gelding with a silvered saddle and wearing a brooch worth a son's ransom must be the princess niece with a reputation as a seer and sorceress.

The childlike thing sitting on a cygnet-coloured gelding with a silvered saddle and wearing a brooch worth a son's ransom must be the princess neice with a reputation as a seer and sorceress.