Silver Quotes (320 Quotes)

    And in the bloodlit dark behind his eyes, silver phosphenes boiled in from the edge of space, hypnagogic images jerking past like a film compiled of random frames. Symbols, figures, faces, a blurred, fragmented mandala of visual information.

    My mockingjay pin now lives with Cinna's outfit, but there's the gold locket and the silver parachute with the spile and Peeta's pearl. I knot the pearl into the corner of the parachute, bury it deep in the recesses of the bag, as if it's Peeta's life and no one can take it away as long as I guard it.

    I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and the candles and the silver and gilt-ribboned presents and the birch-log fires and the Christmas turkey and the carols at the piano promised never came to pass.

    I had removed my patent leather shoes after a while, for they foundered badly in the sand. It pleased me to think they would be perched there on the silver log, pointing out to sea, like a sort of soul-compass, after I was dead.

    The moon had spread over everything a thin layer of silver - over the rank grass, over the mud, upon the wall of matted vegetation standing higher than the wall of a temple, over the great river I could see through a sombre gap glittering, glittering, as it flowed broadly by without a murmur. All this was great, expectant, mute, while the man jabbered about himself.

    The woman turned and went slowly into the house. As she passed the doors she turned and looked back. Grave and thoughtful was her glance, as she looked on the king with cool pity in here eyes. Very fair was her face, and her long hair was like a river of gold. Slender and tall she was in her white robe girt with silver; but strong she seemed and stern as steel, a daughter of kings.

    He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice. This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.

    Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman's ass. Any minute now. Any minute.

    Lord Rodrik was seldom seen without a book in hand, be it in the privy, on the deck of his Sea Song, or whilst holding audience. Asha had oft seen him reading on his high seat beneath the silver scythes. He would listen to each case as it was laid before him, pronounce his judgmentàand read a bit whilst his captain-of-guards went to bring in the next supplicant.

    But there's this one difference: one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver. Mine has nothing valuable about it; yet I shall have the merit of making it go as far as such poor stuff can go. His had first-rate qualities, and they are lost, rendered worst than unavailing.

    The order never varies. Two slices of bread-and-butter each, and China tea. What a hide-bound couple we must seem, clinging to custom because we did so in England. Here, on this clean balcony, white and impersonal with centuries of sun, I think of half-past-four at Manderley, and the table drawn before the library fire. The door flung open, punctual to the minute, and the performance, never-varying, of the laying of the tea, the silver tray, the kettle, the snowy cloth.

    There, on our favourite seat, the silver light of the moon struck a half-reclining figure, snowy white... something dark stood behind the seat where the white figure shone, and bent over it. What it was, whether man or beast, I could not tell.

    Silver trays of macaroni lobster balls, mini pizzas, and spring rolls were passed around, and the talk wound back to those other Citizens. Their jeans really fit girls with curves because they have ample butt room, ... There just aren't many jeans that fit when you're 5-foot-2. I still have to have them hemmed, but I love them.

    It was a big step to move into gold, because gold is very serious. Working in silver -- it's very forgiving. But working in gold -- it all has to be perfect from the very beginning.

    If you look at the need for another school, there's as much of a compelling need out in the Silver Springs Shores area, where we haven't had an opportunity to find land out there.

    It was a nice rain. It slowed the greens down. The greens were cruising out there. Silver Sage (Golf Course) is definitely easier. This course has tricky greens - they're smaller and harder to play.

    I enjoy this role, but I don't think it was a silver lining because it was a grueling 12 months of rehab before that. I'd much rather have just stayed healthy and continue doing what I did before I got hurt. But I got a second life, and I've just tried to make the most out of that opportunity by preparing every time and get ready and stay focused every time that ninth inning comes up.

    He's pushed skating more than anyone I can think of. Being on the podium with him really is an honor. This bronze medal means a lot more to me than the silver I won last year.

    There's been a lot of selling and profit taking across all asset classes, actually. Oil is weaker, gold, silver, platinum and palladium are weaker, and base metals are weaker. It's just fed on itself.

    If I really thought about it, in a way it's depressing. To work thousands of hours for three-tenths of a second. But in track terms, it's an eternity ... all the hard work pays off. In Finland, (winning a silver medal at the 2004 World Outdoor Championships) made it all worthwhile.

    If we get to the end of February and I've only skied a couple, I'll start to worry. I need to stay positive. The silver lining is that it is snowing, so there will be a longer spring for skiing.

    Certainly (the number), but I don't know about the silver and black, ... Me and Mr. (Al) Davis may have to talk about that. And being that we're not speaking now, I don't think that's going to happen any time soon.

    Labor's only hope is to become a collaborative partner with management. They used to have a choice between gold and silver, and they got gold every time. Now, it's between silver and lead.

    I put quite a few trees in last autumn. A lot of silver birch and a couple of native trees - just generally doing gardening, putting plants in and hedges in. It takes quite a lot of time and I love it.

    Mr. O'Neill has certainly earned his right, through his service, to speak whatever he wants and have his opinions. We would disagree with some of his characterizations. Sen. Kerry volunteered to go to Vietnam. ... He won a Silver Star for bravery, a Bronz

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