Quotes About Wrenched

I became an ethereal sky, wrenched and stretched to dry.

I was wrenched awake at the tail-end of a stifled scream. I fought my way up from a deep dark dream. The scream had been mine.

The brutal aggression of these would-be soldiers and heroes, wrenched from hopelessness and unemployment and easily turned into unthinking zealots, chilled

Their silence comfortable. Something unfolding. But what? Not love, which wrenched and wounded. Not love, which came only once.

you can go to the trenches and be blown to bits; nothing will create that spark of passion if there isn't the intervention of a human hand. Somebody has to put his hand into the machine and let it be wrenched off if the cogs are to mesh again.