Etherized Upon A Table Quotes & Sayings

Quickly, Holly," said Artemis urgently. "Follow those bubbles."
Holly opened the throttle. "Now there's an order I never thought I'd hear from you. — Eoin Colfer

If one were to typify a place, then these are snapshots that need to be captured. Brazen realities frozen in time; progress impeded because of a tradition of cultural sloth. The world goes by without a moment's reproach and I retire for the day; however, a line drones mindlessly in paradox.

"Let us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky, like a patient etherized on a table (The Love-Song of J. Alfred Prufrock T.S Eliot, 1920)."

Splendidly juxtaposed, I chuckle."

Juxtaposed Realities - Mehreen Ahmed — Mehreen Ahmed

She wore tight corsets to give her a teeny waist - I helped her lace them up - but they had the effect of causing her to faint. Mom called it the vapors and said it was a sign of her high breeding and delicate nature. I thought it was a sign that the corset made it hard to breathe. — Jeannette Walls

I don't see coach job stressful, I really don't. Of course, there is pressure and expectation, but I wouldn't necessarily equate that with stress. — Brendan Rodgers

To become an able and successful man in any profession, three things are necessary, nature, study and practice. — Henry Ward Beecher

I think it is far more important to save one square mile of wilderness, anywhere, by any means, than to produce another book on the subject. — Edward Abbey

I looked down at the Nightside, spread out before me like the most seductive whore in the world. Promising everything and anytthing, her wide smile and inviting eyes hiding the cold calculation in her heart. — Simon R. Green

By drawing or exposing two or more patterns on the same bit of film I can create harmony and textual effects. — Norman McLaren

When improv is bad, it's excruciating to watch, and to be involved with it is a unique type of torture. — Zach Woods

The evening stretches out against the sky, I thought. Like a patient etherized upon a table. I grinned to myself. Live fast, die young, and have a literate corpse. — Robert B. Parker

Literature has her quacks no less than medicine, and they are divided into two classes; those who have erudition without genius, and those who have volubility without depth; we shall get second-hand sense from the one, and original nonsense from the other. — Charles Caleb Colton

So let us go then, you and I, while the evening spreads out against the sky like a patient etherized upon a table. — Stephen King