Quotes about wad

A collection of quotes on the topic of wad, likeness, air, use.

Quotes about wad

“I sank back in the gray, plush seat and closed my eyes. The air of the bell jar wadded round me and I couldn't stir.”

Sylvia Plath book The Bell Jar

Source: The Bell Jar

“The small wad of burning paper drew down to a wisp of flame and then died out leaving a faint pattern for just a moment in the incandescence like the shape of a flower, a molten rose. Then all was dark again.”

Cormac McCarthy book The Road

Source: The Road

“I feel like cotton candy: sugar and air. Squeeze me and I’d turn into a small sickly damp wad of weeping pinky-red.”

Margaret Atwood book The Handmaid's Tale

Source: The Handmaid's Tale

“She did not know if her gift came from the lord of light or of darkness, and now, finally finding that she didn't care which, she wad overcome with almost indescribable relief, as if a huge weight, long carried, had slipped from her shoulders.”

Stephen King book Carrie

Source: Carrie

“anyway. Leo said, I hope you've got your worksheet, 'cause I used mine for spit wads days ago. Why are you looking at me like that? Somebody draw on my face again?”

Rick Riordan book The Lost Hero

Source: The Lost Hero

“She reached into her coat pocket and felt two things she hadn't expected…. One was a wad of cash… she brought out the money. Leo whistled. "Allowance? Piper, your mom rocks!”

Rick Riordan book The Lost Hero

Source: The Lost Hero

“Some hae meat and cann eat,
And some wad eat that want it;
But we hae meat, and we can eat,
And sae the Lord be thankit.”

Robert Burns (1759–1796) Scottish poet and lyricist

The Selkirk Grace (1793)

“[The Tao-Tê-Ching] is interesting as a collection of many genuine utterances of Lao Tzŭ, sandwiched however between thick wads of padding from which little meaning can be extracted except by enthusiasts who curiously enough disagree absolutely among themselves.”

Herbert Giles book A History of Chinese Literature

"Lao Tzŭ", p. 58
A History of Chinese Literature (1901)

“That element of tragedy which lies in the very fact of frequency, has not yet wrought itself into the coarse emotion of mankind; and perhaps our frames could hardly bear much of it. If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence. As it is, the quickest of us walk about well wadded with stupidity.”

George Eliot book Middlemarch

Middlemarch (1871)

Silence, Grass, Heart, Stupidity

“O, wad some Power the giftie gie us
To see oursels as others see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
An' foolish notion.
What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us
An' ev'n Devotion”

Robert Burns To a Louse

To a Louse, st. 8 (1786) http://www.poetry-online.org/burns_to_a_louse.htm