Quotes About Dry

Constitutional arguments that seem as dry as dust can have momentous consequences.

The thing with darts players is they have always appeared available. They don't have to live like monks. I've only ever met one dry player in 35 years.

I'm really sarcastic. Not Morgan Webb sarcastic. She's dry, 100%. I'm different from her.

A slow trickle of lust crawled painfully down the parched gully of desire, and ended feebly in dry fumbling lechery.

Giant sunflowers, like junkie scarecrows on the nod dozed in one spot with their dry heads dropped upon their breastbones. Their lives extended another day, flies buzzed everything within their range, monotonously eulogizing themselves, like the patriots who persist in praising the glory of a culture long after it is decadent and doomed.

Surely there would be humidity and plenty of it in Hell. Hard to imagine a condemned sinner saying cheerfully, Well, yes, it's two hundred and sixty degrees down here, but it's a *dry* heat.

The day breeze blew her dress dry; the night wind wrinkled it.

The capsules of the geranium furnish admirable barometers. Fasten the beard, when fully ripe, upon a stand, and it will twist itself or untwist, according as the air is moist or dry.

Here I am, an old man in a dry month,Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain.

If kept dry, a chocolate with a high cacao content, I've discovered, rarely spoils.

The key to life in this dry heat was conservation of everything: water, food, emotion. That last one was the biggest challenge.

The name sounded to her like yellow sunlight on brown, dry earth, and she took it the way some young persons take trinkets when a shopkeeper's back is turned, even though it was a boy's name.

Welcome to Arizona, where the heat is sick of the heat.

But it's a dry heat…

Desert — a piece of Earth that God forgot to water.

The understatement is the English contribution to comedy.

Intimate scenes on a movie set are just dry, bizarre things; people standing around.

As a stick, when once it is dry and stiff you may break it, but you can never bend it into a straighter posture; so doth the man become incorrigible who is settled and stiffened into vice.

This urge, wrestle, resurrection of dry sticks,Cut stems struggling to put down feet,What saint strained so much,Rose on such lopped limbs to a new life?

LAs more dry, but Im kind of weird in that I like the New York mugginess. I love the hot summer nights to go out.

She heard music. Angels singing? she thought, dizzy. It seemed odd for angels to sing after table sex. She managed to swallow on a throat wildly dry. Music, she murmured. My phone. In my pants. Don't care. Oh. Not angels. No. Def Leppard.

Her hair looks gathered in a field and piled on her head to dry.

He heard an eery, dry whispering whose source and distance he could not at once determine. Sometimes it seemed at his very ear, and then it ebbed away as if sinking into profound subterranean vaults. But the sound, though variable in this manner, never ceased entirely; and it seemed to shape itself into words that the listener almost understood: words that were fraught with the hopeless sorrow of a dead man who had sinned long ago, and had repented his sin through black sepulchral ages.

Her mind was like a wound exposed to dry in the air.