It took some time before the public learned that to appreciate an Impressionist painting one has to step back a few yards, and enjoy the miracle of seeing these puzzling patches suddenly fall into one place and come to life before our eyes.
Memory is like patches of sunlight in an overcast valley, shifting with the movement of the clouds. Now and then the light will fall on a particular point in time, illuminating it for a moment before the wind seals up the gap, and the world is in shadows again.
You will not even have enough time to go online and download all the patches to your computer before it is infected.
After 60, its just patch, patch, patch
I have heard of novels started in the middle, at the end, written in patches to be joined together later, but I have never felt the slightest desire to do this.
You can call me Patch. No really. Call me.
When you are in your twenties, even if you're confused and uncertain about your aims and purposes, you have a strong sense of what life itself is, and of what you in life are, and might become. Later. . later there is more uncertainty, more overlapping, more backtracking, more false memories. Back then, you can remember your short life in its entirety. Later, the memory becomes a thing of shreds and patches.
Patch: “Let’s get out of here. ” – Nora: “Where are we going?” – Patch: “You’ll see.
There was a clown that tried to eat me as a boy, in my nightmares. Years later I found a clown for booking online who resembled him named Patches. Needless to say, Patches is dead now.
Having no national system of catastrophic health insurance, we have, through the courts, managed to patch together pieces of a not very satisfactory one.
A wandering minstrel I A thing of shreds and patches Of ballads, songs and snatches And dreamy lullaby!
Nora: This is crazy. Patch: I'm crazy. About you.
I undress to impress - Patch
I've been consistent in patches this season.
Sour patch kids gone wild.
We call that runnin' through the okra patch.
There is no patch for stupidity.
I think every relationship is going to go through a few rough patches. Those are what make it stronger, I think.
Patch grinned down at me. “I’m hard to resist.
I never knew how soothing trees are-many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree presences; it is almost like having another being.