Quotes About Tilted

The more government does, the greater chance that its efforts will be tilted toward a particular group's good, instead of the common good.

man, but it was completely lopsided.

I feel stretched out, like too little butter scraped over too much waffle. And then it all falls down into one of the waffle holes and there's none left for the rest of the waffle and you sort of have to tilt it to make it run out.

The bankruptcy wars changed me forever. Even before this grinding battle, I had begun to understand the terrible squeeze on the middle class. But it was this fight that showed me how badly the playing field was tilted and taught me that the squeeze wasn't accidental.

I was in my office tilted back in my chair with my feet up drinking a cup of coffee and eating my second corn muffin

Skulduggery tilted his head. "Do you have a car?" "Nope." "Then we'll take mine." "Probably wise. I think I've forgoten how to drive.

He tilted his head again, this time at an amused angle. She knew all his angles.

Adirondacks must sit in those uncomfortable wooden chairs with the seats tilted so deeply backward that your knees sprang up like a ventriloquist's dummy as the wood pressed into the back of your thighs. Otherwise, why would they be so named?

the power balance has tilted dramatically away from the bankers.

I think we should speak more of my suggestions, Miss Chatsworth.' He tilted his head and looked at the door, then dismissed it and whoever might be behind it. 'Unless you enjoy the spread of ugly rumors?' 'Blackmail?' She twisted her lips ... 'How bourgeois.' 'Actually, blackmail heartens back to the best of kings.

The sister played so beautifully. Her face was tilted to one side and she followed the notes with soulful and probing eyes. Gregor advanced a little, keeping his eyes low so that they might possibly meet hers. Was he a beast if music could move him so?

Because to love someone ridiculous is to understand something deep and true about the world. That up close it makes no sense. Those of you who choose sensible people may feel secure, but I think you water your wine; the wonder of life is in its small absurdities, so easily overlooked. And if you have not shared somebody's tilted view of the horizon (which is the actual world), tell me: what have you really seen?

In Los Angeles all the loose objects in the country were collected, as if America had been tilted and everything that wasn't tightly screwed down had slid into Southern California.

Someone had said, and Wilhelm agreed with the saying, that in Los Angeles all the loose objects in the country were collected, as if America had been tilted and everything that wasn't tightly screwed down had slid into Southern California.

In Los Angeles all the loose objects in the country were collected, as if America had been tilted and everything that wasn't tightly screwed down had slid into Southern California.

Romero's shirt. Spike's head was out the window, tilted up at the cloudless sky.

Shadows fell like earth from a tilted spade.

A vending machine hung tilted from the wall, advertising laundry soap at fifty yen a packet to customers who might as well have been ghosts.

Have you seen Frances?" He tilted his head to the right. "I believe she's off rooting about in the bushes." Anne followed his gaze uneasily. "Rooting?" "She told me she was practicing for the next play." Anne blinked at him, not following. "For when she gets to be a unicorn." "Oh, of course." She chuckled. "She is rather tenacious, that one.

His father sat back in his chair, a scarecrow of a man, all angles and laugh lines, his head tilted slightly to the left, as it did when he was either genuinely taken with a notion or wished to appear so.

The world tilted slightly sideways. 'I think I need to sit down.' The floor seemed like the best option. It was close and he'd already proved that he could hit it. His legs folded.

Suddenly, as if the movement of his hand had released it, the load of her accumulated impressions of him tilted up, and down poured in a ponderous avalanche all she felt about him.

His expression became both very tender and very amused, as if there were an excellent inside joke between us, and he tilted his head to the right and looked at me with a focused kind of sweetness and warmth.

We start by sinking a barge, I decided. Then I blinked and looked at the Erlking. Can we sink a barge? The shadow-masked Erlking tilted his head slightly to one side, his burning eyes narrowed. Wizard, please.