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Quotes About Viscous

Silence has gathered around me like a thick, viscous water filling in a muddy footprint. Early evening, swollen sky like an eye that
~ Joyce Carol Oates
I found that gloss paint suited me entirely, and its qualities still intrigue me. It's viscous and fluid and feels like a pool. It's highly reflective, which means there are layers of looking. You look at the picture, and you look at the surface, then you look at the reflection in the surface behind you, then you look at yourself.
~ Gary Hume
Time seemed to elongate like honey dripped from a spoon.
~ Julie Anne Long
Time took on a peculiarly viscous quality.
~ Julie Anne Long
They trickled down sunless corridors and burst capillaries until they were in the city's dark heart. A city within a city where the blood slowed and thickened and clotted in viscous smears of alizarin crimson dried to burnt sienna around the edges.
~ William Gay
And I, I myself, am the centre that exists only because the geometry of the abyss demands it; I am the nothing around which all this spins, I exist so that it can spin, I am a centre that exists only because every circle has one. I, I myself, am the well in which the walls have fallen away to leave only viscous slime. I am the centre of everything surrounded by the great nothing.
~ Fernando Pessoa
In the viscous air of the abstract street there is only an external thread of feeling, like the slobber of an idiot Destiny, dripping on my soul's consciousness.
~ Fernando Pessoa
FEAR THICKENS TIME, TURNS IT slow and viscous. One second of deeply felt terror lasts longer than ten regular seconds.
~ Joe Hill
FEAR THICKENS TIME, TURNS IT slow and viscous.
~ Joe Hill
Memories, when they come, are often viscous and weak, trapped beneath distant surfaces, or caught in neurofibrillary tangles. She
~ Anthony Doerr
The air was like syrup.
~ Anthony Horowitz
Above us, the moon hangs like a fat blister on the feel of the sky, ready to burst in a spray of viscous white pus" chap 22.
~ Jonathan Tropper
There was a hideous fall through incalculable leagues of viscous, sentient darkness, and a babel of noises utterly alien to all that we know of the earth and its organic life.
~ H.P. Lovecraft
I hate okra and grated mountain yam for the same reason. They're both slimy.
~ Tom Colicchio
Fear, she thought, had a viscous quality to it, to the extent that you could even feel it in your feet as you were running to the shelter; a burden slowing you down, despite the fact that you were moving as fast as your legs could carry you.
~ Jacqueline Winspear
From the window, Luke looked out over the water towers of Fifth Avenue to the park, studying the senescence of the daylight, which seemed almost viscous, ready to coagulate—trying to register that perfect moment of transition from day to evening, that instant when the light, in dying, was most nearly itself.
~ Jay McInerney
I grow warm, I begin to feel happy. There is nothing extraordinary in this, it is a small happiness of Nausea: it spreads at the bottom of the viscous puddle, at the bottom of out time - the time of purple suspenders, and broken chair seats; it is made of white, soft instants, spreading at the edge, like an oil stain. No sooner than born, it is already old, it seems as though I have known it for twenty years.
~ Jean Paul Sarte
One of dem otters," Ana said, and waved toward the bay. She had a skull in her little pink hands, and Josie noticed with horror that it had not been picked clean. There was still cartilage on it, and whiskers, and fur, something viscous, too. Josie conjured Socrates and thought of a question. "Why in hell did you pick this up?" In solidarity, the dogs lifted their heads to Ana and Paul, then ran off.
~ Dave Eggers
swollen and perfectly round, and large, radiating knives of light...It hung and trembled slightly like a viscous drop about to fall.
~ David Foster Wallace
he saw neither teacher nor students, and was aware only of the heavenly light in the room, an orange glow from the autumnal foliage outside. the room seemed full of a sweet viscous liquid, a honey nearly light as air, which he breathed in.
~ Jeffrey Eugenides
I felt as if I was trying to think through syrup.
~ Patrick Rothfuss
O sangue viscoso do inimigo escorria pelas falgas da montanha e transformava-se em lava seca, donde brotavam diamantes de ternura.
~ Unknown