Flailed Throat Quotes & Sayings

When you get the coffee from the store, does it come in a great big metal can?'
He beamed. 'Absolutely.'
That was all I needed to hear. Tea. A cup of tea. — Steven James

He laughed and was about to retort when she grabbed his collar and pulled him into her. She clamped her lips around his mouth and mashed her face into his. He took a step back in surprise and she went with him, stepping in a patch of wet floor. Her legs went out from under her and flailed as she fell, whacking him in the throat on the way down. She looked up at him as he gagged and coughed, and from across the corridor she could hear Tanith laughing hysterically. "I think I need practice," Valkyrie muttered. — Derek Landy

You have to be going somewhere to have the energy you need to get there. — Mehmet Oz

Who can be good, if not made so by loving? - St. Augustine — Kathleen Norris

Books are the key to immortality. — Tootsie Miller

Each individual member of a co-operative society works with that interest which is inseparable from the new position he enjoys. Each has an interest in the other. — Leland Stanford

Nothing sinister. Just getting exercise. Although some might consider that sinister. — Marian Keyes

His laws once broken, His justice and the very nature of those laws bring the immutable retribution; but if we turn penitently to Him, He enables us to bear our punishment with a meek and docile heart, 'for His mercy endureth forever. — Elizabeth Gaskell

I don't have much time, I have to haul corpses. I don't have much time, I have to breath, eat, drink, sleep. I don't have much time, I have to keep the gears meshing. I don't have much time, I'm busy living. I don't have much time, I'm busy dying. — Roberto Bolano

Winslow hurled stones at the little tree. Wrung its trunk as if it were a throat. He flailed and throttled the sapling to the ground. Winslow hugged its limbs and tried to weep, but was, at last, dry of tears. Under a pale moon, Winslow knew he no longer belonged to the world of men and would forever roam the woods as a lost son of the civil. — Alan Heathcock

Her laugh did something to him, Quill realized. Touched some part of him that admired her indefatigable spirit. Despite her discomfort and distress at being drenched, she was in possession of the sort of temperament that did not allow the petty annoyances of life to dampen her spirit. — Manda Collins

Aziraphale was a Principality, but people made — Anonymous

That which is so universal as death must be a benefit. — Friedrich Schiller

The second wolf dove straight into the free platter. Fibres of flesh ripped apart with the same terrible tearing sound of sacking stretched and broken. Red sprayed. Limbs flailed. The bloody gurgle of a scream tore from Logan's throat as he struggled against gnashing teeth.
The same slow motion bubble slotted over Violet's head, vacuuming the sound.
Time seemed to ripple around her. Her extra senses reached out, screaming as they felt Logan's existence fray. She moved without consideration, Simon close on her heels, his noises numb to her brain. — Rebecca Clare Smith