Quotes About Wooden

of jackets that had their sleeves threaded onto two poles cut from an ash tree

Hogan's r-right whin he says: "Justice is blind." Blind she is, an' deef an' dumb an' has a wooden leg.

Sie begrüßte mich mit einem so hölzernen Lächeln, dass Draufklopfen Glück gebracht hätte.

Debían de ser las dos. La luna se ponía y las sombras de los listones de madera de las ventanas se disolvían en una nada borrosa. El blanco faldón de la camisa de Jem bajaba y subía como un pequeño fantasma bailarín que quisiera escapar de la mañana que se acercaba.

of wooden stakes into the

To me, the advantage of the recorder is that it is so natural. I love the fact that it is just a piece of wood, that there are almost no mechanics involved.

The gulls on their wooden stilts at the tip of the bar miaowed like cats. Then they flapped up, one by one, in their ash-colored jackets, circling my head and crying.

Do they talk?" Knox asked. "The wooden people?" "I have never heard them speak," Patton said. "Nor the trees. I'm not sure how well they hear, either. Pantomime seems to help them understand.

Reason like a sphere? What type of reasoning does a wooden sphere do?" "The circular type, I should think. And, by coincidence, it is my favorite type as well. Perhaps that's why I'm so good at the game.

The matter of Gothic vaulting, with its two weak points, the flying buttress and the false, wooden shelter-roof, is the bete noire of the Beaux Arts.

This second one, evidently a lefty, socked the administrator on the other ear. In response there was another roll of thunder in the sky, and rain poured down on the wooden roof of the toilet.

Some of the men and older boys were trained in firing the cannon, but since there wasn't any gun powder to spare for actually firing any more of the things, they made do with pushing wooden cartridges into the barrel and shouting, "Bang!" They got quite good at that, and were proud at the speed with which "Bang!" could be shouted. Daphne said she hoped the enemy would be trained to say "Aargh!

turn around and look up and, low and behold, see Jesus in Muppet form, hanging from a wooden stick. Once again. Poor Jesus. "But truth be told," Wade continues, looking back at me, "non-religious people didn't respond to the theme, so I canceled the show, and well…" Wade hesitates, like he's afraid to continue.

Then she turned and pointed to Matsu's newly built wooden bridge. It was an exact replica of the original, its ascending and descending curves forming a perfect arch. "Matsu once told me the bridge represented the samurai's difficult path from this world to the afterlife. When you reach the top of the bridge, you can see your way to paradise. I feel as if the past few days have given me a glimpse of that. To simply live a life without fear has been a true paradise.

I was watching to see where he kept his razor, when lo and behold, he takes the harpoon from the bed corner, slips out the long wooden stock, unsheathes the head, whets it a little on his boot, and striding up to the bit of mirror against the wall, begins a vigorous scraping, or rather harpooning of his cheeks.

Hood continued to stare at the wagon, at its towering, tottering heap of bodies. And then the Lord of the Dead spoke. 'I often wondered what it looked like, this Hold creaking on its wooden wheels…a pathetic thing, really. Crude, clumsy.' He faced Draconus, rotted skin curling back from the tusks. 'Now, turn it around.

olhinhos de madeira, por que me fitam?

Proofs of the week's paper were spread out on what I grandly called my desk. This was a rickety wooden table against the side wall outside the Editor's office.

A gut-string classical Spanish guitar, a sweet, lovely little lady. The smell of it. Even now, to open a guitar case, when it's an old wooden guitar, I could crawl in and close the lid.

There was an old hen And she had a wooden leg, And every damned morning She laid another egg; She was the best damned chicken On the whole damned farm - And another little drink Wouldn't do us any harm.

Well, I could be wrong, but I believe diversity is an old, old wooden ship that was used during the Civil War era.

The main floor was a huge open room with a polished stone floor, wooden furniture, a large fireplace, and windows.

Building the Mean Streak was not a mistake. We needed a wooden coaster and we were hoping for a Beast. But it was never on the same planet as the Beast. Nothing has ever come close to the Beast.

He had a way of becoming wooden and emotionless just when she needed him to be the opposite.