Quotes About Sweater

hope felt like a borrowed sweater that didn't quite fit.

I never really knew the weight of sorrow before, how it stretches you out like an old, wet sweater.

I love you." she whispered into the rough wool of his sweater.

Is that a hat?" I asked, pouring eight rounds of batter into the griddle. She grinned at me. "A sweater." She held it up -- it was triangular, made of speckled brown and white mohair. "For...a Muppet?" I asked. "For the naked chicken," she said, and snickered.

When he had disconnected the pump and tested the tyre with thumb and forefinger, he stood the bicycle upright against the side of the house and replied tersely: "Brighton. Club test. By the way, did my white sweater get washed last week?" "How should I know?" said Celia. "I don't look after your things. Better go and ask Mum.

The President, King had found on arrival, was "sitting up in his bed" on the second floor of the White House mansion, "wearing a gray sweater," smoking. He'd

and I spilled gravy on my Carolina sweater, because I am alive

Nobody ever seems to want my advice about serious stuff. People will be like: 'Who made that sweater?' Or 'How did you get your hair so straight?' They don't to come to me for the relationship advice or deep stuff. In fact, my little sister actually hides from me.

Sweater, n.: garment worn by a child when its mother is feeling chilly.

Of course, all of the coolest icons overdosed and died years ago, which is just as well. How depressing would it be to see a gray-haired Jimi Hendrix wearing a cardigan sweater and reminiscing about the soundtrack of the Summer of Love?

Two windows," she said with a smile. "And there's no such word as besweatered." "It's like bespectacled, only with a sweater.

It is not fair to be old, to put on a brown sweater.

Her black eyes picked up a touch of green from her sweater, transforming them into the eerie night forest color of childhood terrors.

Ages ago my gran knitted a sweater for my dad. He wore it and wore it and wore it right out. Then my other gran, who lives with us, unraveled it

Nate liked Death. Death was in the clothes that he wore and the music he listened to. He would wrap himself in a black sweater and ask Death to ride along with him in his Honda Civic.

My looks vary, but I definitely think about it and plan. I like to shop, too, so I'm always mixing it up. But normally, I'll be wearing something like a college T-shirt and a sweater, something like that. But I definitely have to plan.

A black or royal blue velvet blazer will look great with a pair of jeans and a black or navy turtleneck sweater - though it's a more casual look.

She returned to Boston in April, during the break after the Lent term, a diamond ring from Roger concealed on a chain beneath her sweater, and this made her feel dipped in a protective coating from her family.

yarn, n. Maybe language is kind, giving us these double meanings. Maybe it's trying to teach us a lesson, that we can always be two things at once. Knit me a sweater out of your best stories. Not the day's petty injustices. Not the glimmer of a seven-eights-forgotten moment from your past. Not something that somebody said to somebody, who then told it to you. No, I want a yarn. It doesn't have to be true.

IT IS HIS BIRTHDAY, and Hugh and I are seated in a New York restaurant, awaiting the arrival of our fifteen-word entrées. He looks very nice, dressed in the suit and sweater that have always belonged to him. As for me, I own only my shoes, pants, shirt, and tie. My jacket belongs to the restaurant and was offered as a loan by the maître d', who apparently thought I would feel more comfortable dressed to lead a high-school marching band.

The earth is flat. Those who fall off don't return. The earth is round. All things reveal themselves to men only gradually. I won't last. Memory is sweet. Even when it's painful, memory is sweet. Once, I was cold. So my father took off his blue sweater.

I am the Velma. I am the girl with the bowl haircut and the sensible sweater—the investigator, not the cause of investigation.

It's been forever.' The words are quiet, hidden against his shoulder. 'That's because,' Oliver says, 'you were waiting for me.' He slips aside the sweater again and kisses my collarbone.

I started by designing a sweater very close to the body, because I couldn't find any for myself.