Quotes About Yawn

In desperation Veronica opened her mouth wide and yawned loudly in Simon's face. To her dismay Simon yawned back happily. "Gosh, that's pretty funny, huh, Ronnie, how yawns are contagious. Of course, the lack of oxygen, which triggers the response of opening the mouth, can't scientifically be explained by—" Veronica regarded Simon with revulsion.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.

I love it when dogs yawn. Especially when it's in the middle of another dog's speech.

Michael stuffed a fistful of popcorn into a yawn. How could he eat at a time like this, Michele wondered.

He covered a yawn with the back of his hand. "The sofa was better than my bedroom, but I did consider going out to the hayloft or taking a blanket to my truck when Lily raised her voice. It was almost daylight when she told her goat if he shit again, she would haul his sorry little goat ass out to the calf pen right now. And then there was something about that stuff not smelling like roses. I'm pretty sure you are a genius.

Today's churchless adults are not remarkably less favorable toward churches in their community; if anything, there is simply a growing "yawn

morning, it touches the nerves quickly as if we were already in the hunter's sights. the body yawns and stretches in the light. the pilgrimage is about to begin.

He was surprised at how low the candle had burned. Had the bean-and-bacon soup been today or yesterday? Yesterday. It must have been yesterday. The realization made him yawn. Jon would be wondering what had become of him, though Maester Aemon would no doubt understand. Before he had lost his sight, the maester had loved books as much as Samwell Tarly did. He understood the way that you could sometimes fall right into them, as if each page was a hole into another world.

We come and we cry, and that is life; we yawn and we depart, and that is death!

A yawn is a silent scream for coffee.

And all these are worlds," said Hagen. "Or else," said Clements with a yawn, "a frightful mess. I suspect it is really a fluorescent corpse, and we are inside it.

God made white people boring, then yawned and they all turned to stone.

Excuse me while I yawn.

Before your horror can be sweet. Or proper. Before your grief is other than discreet. The intellectual damn Will nurse your half-hurt. Quickly you are well. But weary. How you yawn, have yet to see Why nothing exhausts you like this sympathy

Well, if it isn't Daniel X himself, Seth said with a yawn. Become tired of living in this dump of a city already, eh? What can I do for you today? Death? Eternal enslavement? What's it going to be?

She has never learnt to yawn And so she hasn't the smallest comprehension Of those who can.

Oh, well, good," I said. And in spite of being well aware that I needed to maintain my sense of awe when speaking with Kraunauer, I was suddenly overcome with fatigue—and I yawned. "Excuse me," I said.

look up and see the sky turn from deep blue to velvet black. One by one, more stars came out. Two by two, the eyes of weasel-wolves began to shine in the dark woods. "Okay," said Wilbur. "Now that is creepy." "Qwerrrkkk . . ." said Hyacinth, which was Quail for "I don't like this! This is bad!" Then she yawned.

It was a jaw cracking, lung-bursting yawn that lasted almost a minute.

There was a sound like a human yawn, and then the skull turned slightly toward me and asked, What's up, boss? Evil's afoot. Well, sure, Bob said, because it refuses to learn the metric system. Otherwise it'd be up to a meter by now.

There are some dreams that get stuck between your teeth when you sleep, so that when you open your mouth to yawn awake they fly right out of you.

No, that's all right," she said, and then yawned involuntarily, gaping so widely that she startled herself and clapped a hand belatedly over her mouth. "Oh, dear. I do beg your pardon, Mrs. Fraser." That made me smile; she had John's elegant manners—perhaps Hal did, too, when he wasn't engaging in undiluted bastardliness.

In order to recognize the Truth, you have to separate yourself from the Truth; and to explain the Truth, you have to separate yourself from the recognition. This is why a wordsmithed Truth is nothing but a shadow of the shadow of the Truth. If Buddha had yawned instead of holding up a fower, would that gesture have been any less representative of the Truth?

Taryn Grant's phone buzzed, a call, not an alarm. She was lying on her bed, waking up from a much-needed afternoon nap. She stretched, yawned, picked up the phone, and said, "Hello?" "What are you doing?" Her campaign manager, Connie Schiffer. "Took a nap. I just woke up.