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Annie Dillard quote: "Flung is too harsh a word for the rush of the world. Blown is..."
Flung is too harsh a word for the rush of the world. Blown is more like it, but blown by a generous, unending breath. Annie Dillard
Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end. It flung them like stones. Kurt Vonnegut
Stephen Leacock quote: "He flung himself from the room, flung himself upon his horse..."
He flung himself from the room, flung himself upon his horse and rode madly off in all directions. Stephen Leacock
If ever he had harboured a conscience in his tough narrow breast he had by now dug out and flung away the awkward thing - flung it so far away that were he ever to need it again he could never find it. High-shouldered to a degree little short of malformation, slender and adroit of limb and frame, his eyes close-set and the colour of dried blood, he is climbing the spiral staircase of the soul of Gormenghast, bound for some pinnacle of the itching fancy - some wild, invulnerable eyrie best... Mervyn Peake
The secret of fortune is joy in our hands. Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man. For him all doors are flung wide. Him all tongues greet, all honors crown, all eyes follow with desire. Our love goes out to him and embraces him because he did not need it. Ralph Waldo Emerson
I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind, Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng, Dancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind; But I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, all the time, because the dance was long: Ernest Dowson
Andrew Lang quote: "When the old king saw this he foamed with rage, stared wildly..."
When the old king saw this he foamed with rage, stared wildly about, flung himself on the ground and died. Andrew Lang
they ran in the sunlight, creating their own breeze which pressed their dresses into their damp skin. Reaching a kind of square of four locked trees which promised cooling; they flung themselves into the shade to taste their lip sweat and contemplate the wildness that had come upon them so suddenly Toni Morrison
The fortune my spirit is not to be blown into coins of brass and flung to the winds as alms for the poor of the spirit. I guard my treasures: my thought, my will, my freedom. And the greatest of these is freedom. Ayn Rand
Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him. Jodi Picoult
Mark Twain quote: "Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any..."
Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed down-stairs one step at a time. Mark Twain
Impressionable men in the squadron like Dobbs and Captain Flume were so deeply disturbed by Hungry Joe's shrieking nightmares that they woudl begin to have shrieking nightmares of their own, and the piercing obscenities they flung into the air every night from their separate places in the squadron rang against each other in the darkness romantically like the mating calls of songbirds with filthy minds. Joseph Heller
Jodi Picoult quote: "This time of night, the sky was flung wide open, stars spread..."
This time of night, the sky was flung wide open, stars spread like a story across the horizon. Jodi Picoult
While we are actually subjected to them, the 'moods' and 'spirits' of nature point no morals. Overwhelming gaiety, insupportable grandeur, sombre desolation are flung at you. Make what you can of them, if you must make at all. The only imperative that nature utters is, 'Look. Listen. Attend. C. S. Lewis
If the artist does not fling himself, without reflecting, into his work, as Curtis flung himself into the yawning gulf, as the soldier flings himself into the enemy's trenches, and if, once in this crater, he does not work like a miner on whom the walls of his gallery have fallen in; if he contemplates difficulties instead of overcoming them one by one ... he is simply looking on at the suicide of his own talent. Honore de Balzac

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