Shut out from the world with its blare and glare, life in an institution moves softly. The ears become attuned to gentle notes and a subdued tone.
Her glare was so intense that you completely forgot she was wearing pink.
Not too fast," called Raoul. "Let's not scare anyone. " "His majesty said with all deliberate speed!" chirped the courier. He flinched under Lerant's glare. "That's how we're doing it," Raoul told him. "Deliberately.
Having a home away from the media glare is important to world-class athletes.
Good Lord, I thought, squinting at the bright glare of a late-July morning. No wonder I slept through this. It was noisy with shrieking birds, and already hot.
All see, and most admire, the glare which hovers round the external happiness of elevated office.
. . . but the greatest wisdom is blinded by the glare of vanity.
There is a glare about worldly success which is very apt to dazzle men's eyes.
Never look on the bright side. The glare is blinding.
Maidens, like moths, are ever caught, by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.
Heaven is not like flying or swimming, but has something to do with blackness and a strong glare.
When all things are equal, translucence in writing is more effective than transparency, just as glow is more revealing than glare.
A sincere friend conceals all your deformities, deceives and convince others that you are extremely perfect, the insincere will tell the truth of destruction, leave you open for others to glare and laugh.
She dropped her shyness like a nightgown, and in the liquid glare of sunlight on old boards she held up her hands-as if, in the terror of the upcoming skirmish, she had at last understood that she was beautiful. In her own way.
There are two kinds of light - the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures.
One of the strange things about violent and authoritarian regimes is they don't like the glare of negative publicity.
Because I withered under the glare of an actual invitation, I was a firm believer in preventive prevarication--in other words, lying early in order to free myself later on.
Where have you been?" I stepped into my apartment and met Uncle Bob's glare with one of my own. "Out trying to pass myself off as a movie producer to get hot guys to sleep with me. Where have you been?
Her dark-eyed glare narrowed on me. "You could have least given him a shirt, Kaylee. " "Like you're an expert on when it's appropriate to wear a shirt. " Sabine bristled. "This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?
Michael patted him on the shoulder. “I like this plan,” he said. “You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can’t even say a word. Should be tons of fun. ” Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.
