Quotes About Pale

He comes floating down out of the endless pale, struck simultaneously by the beauty of the earth and a need to ask forgiveness. He is a stranger, in a mask, falling.

But poor Andy—even before he was skipped ahead a grade—had always been a chronically picked-upon kid: scrawny, twitchy, lactose-intolerant, with skin so pale it was almost transparent, and a penchant for throwing out words like 'noxious' and 'chthonic' in casual conversation.

Hail, O Dyonisius! Hail! Winged Son of Semelé! Hail, O Hail! The stars are pale. Hidden the moonlight in the vale; Hidden the sunlight in the sea. - Orpheus.

MEELEE'S AWAY (after Waley)     Meelee's away in Lima.     No one breeds flowers in my head. Of course, women do breed flowers in my head     but not like Meelee's—     So fragile, so pale.

and the Butler gave her a ride back to the apartment in a wheelbarrow. She did not laugh so much as wince and be pale.)

Her skin is pale as watermelon sucked free of its juices.

Tomás rode his wicked black stallion through the frosting of starlight that turned his ranch blue and pale gray, as if powdered sugar had blown off the sky and sifted over the mangoes and mesquites.

and her skin shone luminous and impossibly pale, as if it drank light from the moon.

Her voice was matter-of-fact. Loyal, songs called her later. Faithful and true and prudent. Such passive, pale words for what she was.

Sometimes I almost pity them. I think I have a freedom they cannot understand. No insult, no blame can touch me. Because I have set myself beyond the pale. I am nothing, I am hardly human any more. I am the French Lieutenant's Whore.

X. I saw pale kings and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried—"La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" XI. I saw their starved lips in the gloam, With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here, On the cold hill's side. XII. And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.

Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering?

Pale wox I, and in vapours hid my face. Art thou, too, near such doom? vague

Probably, I could count on one hand the number of times something I've said has caused a person to turn pale. Most of those cases would hail from my childhood, when I told one or both of my folks a particularly worrisome piece of news: that I had stepped on a nail in the basement; that kind of thing. Well, add that Saturday morning in early June to the list. Howard's pale skin went paler, as if you'd poured a glass of milk over a bowl of oatmeal.

I wish I was the white crayon. Then no one would use me...

Loyal, songs called her later. Faithful and true and prudent. Such passive, pale words for what she was.

The stars turned, and somewhere the moon crept across the sky. When my eyes dragged closed again, he was waiting for me still, covered in blood, his face as pale as bone. Of course he was. No soul wished to be sent early to the endless gloom of our underworld. Exile might satisfy the anger of the living, but it did not appease the dead.

It was strange to see her among mortals; she made all of them, guards and Peleus alike, look bleached and wan, though it was her skin that was pale as bone.

Achilles' face went pale. "Is it certain?" This is what all mortals ask first, in disbelief, shock, fear. Is there no exception for me?

Far above him a few white clouds were racing windily after a pale gibbous moon. Drink all morning, they said to him, drink all day. This is life!

With borrowed light her countenance triform Hence fills and empties to enlighten the earth, And in her pale dominion checks the night.

Marlys was a sturdy woman in her fifties, white curls clinging to her scalp like vanilla frosting. She wore rimless glasses, a homemade red-checked gingham dress, and low-topped Nikes. Short-nosed and pale, she had a small pink mouth that habitually pursed in thought, or disapproval.

The surface of the earth crusted. A thin hard crust, and as the sky became pale, so the earth became pale, pink in the red contry and white in the gray contry. (1) This describes the form of the book how the earth has been swallowed by the sun and allows you to assume that the farms are destroded.

Imagination help us build people up to our expectations, but life open our eyes to reality & make us face the pale figment of our imagination