Quotes About Maw

Like the deepest secrets in a psychoanalysis, our lives stay hidden, harboring our precious information like a piece of decaying food behind a major molar in our country's maw

Dory stared at it. Twenty feet of muscle. Twenty feet of terror. Twenty feet of prehistoric hate with a maw of what-the-fuck and claws they didn't make anymore because even nature had looked at those things and thought, you know what?

The eyes of hope looking over the flare of the hood into the maw with its white line feeding in straight as an arrow, the lighting of fresh cigarettes, the buckling to lean forward to the next adventure something that's been going on in America ever since the covered wagons clocked the deserts in three months flat—

THE MAW OF THE OCEAN The obsidian seas heaved underneath the Dragon Wing, propelling the ship high in the air. There it teetered on the precipitous crest of a foam-capped swell before pitching forward and racing down the face of the wave into the black trough below. Billows of stinging mist

Can I step away from this digital maw? Will my voice still matter if no one can hear it?

But the beans—ah, the beans. And the pickles—oh, the pickles. And the grapefruit juice, and the coffee, and the Dr. Jekyllish formulation of all that Austin had so cavalierly tossed into his maw left no doubt in his head that nature was not only calling—she was screaming bloody murder.

To mee, who with eternal Famine pine, Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven, There best, where most with ravin I might meet; Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems To stuff this Maw, this vast unhide-bound Corpse.

Like a flytrap," Ben said, hesitating before he entered the foyer. "You know—open maw to sucker the flies inside." "Thanks for that," I said, and he grinned, though he didn't look any less spooked.

Then the Maw did something really disgusting. It let loose with the evil mother of all farts. It was actually visible, a gray murky mist. I covered my mouth and nose with my sleeve, but my eyes were burning. I had been tear-gassed before. This was worse. While

Someone once had said to her that the sky hides the night behind it, shelters the person beneath from the horror that lies above. Unblinking, she fixed the solid emptiness, and the anguish began to move in her. At any moment the rip can occur, the edges fly back, and the giant maw will be revealed.