Most characters are composed of snippets here and there of people I've known, and all rolled into the character I've created. They do become like their own people.
A lie is like a snow-ball; the longer it is rolled, the larger it is.
Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed; and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.
When he utilizes combined energy, his fighting men become, as it were, like rolling logs or stones. . . The energy developed by good fighting men is as the momentum of a round stone rolled down a mountain thousands of feet in height.
. . . the taste of the finely-worded truth rolled upon the tongue as its thought is revolved in the mind.
This was an actress who, for twenty years, had the world at her feet. She kicked it away, and the ball rolled out of her reach.
It is like sitting in a traffic jam on the San Diego Freeway with your windows rolled up and Portuguese music booming out of the surround-sound speakers while animals gnaw on your neck and diseased bill collectors hammer on your doors with golf clubs.
I have one one type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s it. ” I rolled my eyes. “Okay. Whatever.
They have given their sons to the military services. They have stoked the furnaces and hurried the factory wheels. They have made the planes and welded the tanks. Riveted the ships and rolled the shells.
I remember when you were born, it was dawn and the storm settled near my belly. And I rolled in the grass and spit out the gas, and I lit a match and the void went flash. And the sky split and the planets hit, balls of jade dropped and existence stopped.
I like to sing in the car with the windows rolled down and hair blowing all over my face.
A good sculpture can be rolled downhill without breaking.
The nations of antiquity rolled away in the current of ages, Israel alone remained one indestructible edifice of gray antiquity. . . preserved by an internal and marvelous power.
We just lost our electricity. You want to tell me what’s so funny about that?” “It’s not exactly funny. It’s more of a good newsbad news situation. ” “In that case, hit me with the good news first. ” “They’re both sort of rolled up into one. ” “Stop stalling. ” “All right. Now don’t get mad, but. . . ” Smothered laughter drifted toward him. “Cal. . . I’m naked.
When you were a kid and the circus came to town it was awesome to see these little creatures, but these things go out of fashion, like polyester blazers with rolled up sleeves. We don't have to suffer them anymore so why are there all these little people running around?
Henry's breath hissed out through his teeth. That ba-bad man, he finished, with a quick glance at Cecily, who rolled her eyes.
What about King Tut’s tomb?” I protested. “That boy king?” Zia rolled her eyes. “Boring. You should see some of the good tombs.
I am nervous about dogmas of any kind, whether they be religious, political, or anti-religious. Too many heads have rolled because of them.
You're blinded by lights and you see all these people who come out, and it's exciting. It's scary and it's exciting all rolled into one.
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way, Tormenting himself with his prickles.
