Quotes About Sliding

And books all over the floor, some stacked in piles, some worn-looking, some brand-new, some splayed upside down, some sliding off the pink bedside table next to the lamp with the orange fabric shade.

It was as if the coffin was a toboggan. A coffin toboggan. A coffboggan.

She flowed across that office with the rippling, effortless progress of a cylinder of jelly sliding off a tilted plate.

His fee was $300 an hour, and for clients who couldn't afford that, he had a sliding scale that was never less than $250— except for crying old ladies facing terminal diagnoses.

Walking along past the store windows, into which she peers with her usual eagerness, her usual sense that maybe, today, she will discover behind them something that will truly be worth seeing, she feels as if her feet are not on cement at all but on ice. The blade of the skate floats, she knows, on a thin film of water, which it melts by pressure and which freezes behind it. This is the freedom of the present tense, this sliding edge.

And, in fact, this is the tale that I would love to write: history is such a romantic place, with its jarveys and urchins and side-buttoned boots. If it would just stay still, I think, and settle down. If it would just stop sliding around in my head.

Companions are we, enlivened by a mighty gallop quickly sliding a harsh straw basket of sea foam gathered astride the tide.

A snowfield was like a bed, white and smooth and inviting: come and lay your head. Lay your head and sleep. A glittering soft death, a sliding away without noise or pain.

Locke struggled to keep his head clear; the combination of nervous excitement and fatigue always made him feel as though he was sliding along an inch or two above the ground, his feet not quite reaching all the way down.

One time, I was posing on a car for a calendar shoot. I was doused with oil and literally slid off the car, bikini, heels and all!

Letting the moon's silver light baptize them as the other half of her soul came sliding home. At last.

I don't like socks or shoes. I really don't like socks but I wear them in my house because I can slide on my floor.

He could feel himself sliding into sleep, there was a dream already open and waiting for him to fall into it.

Sliding headfirst is the safest way to get to the next base, I think, and the fastest. You don't lose your momentum, and there's one more important reason I slide headfirst, it gets my picture in the paper.

I wouldn't say you worry about your health when you run. I would say a quarterback as an obligation to protect yourself as a runner, whether it's getting out of bounds, sliding or getting down, whatever it might be.

I kind of feel like curling combines this weird vision of people sliding down a lane, and it looks like it combines bowling and every bar game I've ever played. But I still don't understand what the hell it is.

Well, I'm obsessed with shoes - small shoes, weirdly shaped shoes, hotdogs in shoes, things sliding in and out of shoes.

He slides into second with a stand up double.

Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars. Cool!' said the Gasman.

I have a sliding glass door on my closet, and when I slide it one way I can see all my uniforms, and the other way is all my own clothes.

They're sliding around in disguise like gods. It's two in the afternoon. It's four. You can't take these hours apart and repair them. Nothing's wrong with them.

Now, if the trace is a constant sliding between presence and absence, those philosophical words cannot establish full, replete presence.

Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars. Cool!' said the Gasman.

Time, however, was creeping or sliding or flowing or proceeding in whatever unknown manner Time used to make Then into Now.