i want to hear what's happened to you," she said evenly after a while. she gestured in the direction, down river, of the butcher shop. "it's just that there is nowhere else to start," she said gently. "niether of us is the same. but i'm different because of small, good, manageable things. you're different because. . . things i don't know.
It's one thing to assent to propositions like 'The way of things is ineffable', and quite another to internalise what it is being gestured at by such propositions, to get a sense or feel for mystery. For me, at least, it is in and through ways of engaging with nature that this sense is intimated. These ways include being in the garden.
Oh, its big enough,” he said patronizingly, “but somehow I was expecting…you know. ” He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat. “It’s the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl,” said Isabelle. -Jace & Isabelle, pg. 349-
I don’t know. After the downstairs, I assumed something creepier and dirtier. ” I shrugged. “You didn’t have electricity down there. ” “It’s for dramatic effect. ” Loki gestured widely. “It’s a dungeon.
He had a newspaper rolled in his hand, bearing down on me like a puppy that had piddled on the carpet. "Bad Chloe,” I muttered. "What?” I’d forgotten his bionic hearing. “Bad Chloe. ” I gestured at the rolled-up paper and put out my hand. “Get it over with.
Me, I always wanted frost power. ” “Frost power?” “Yeah. ” Seth gestured dramatically toward my coffee table. “If we’re talking superhero abilities. If I had frost power, I could wave my hand, and suddenly that whole thing would be covered in ice. ” “Not frost?” “Same difference. ” “How would frost andor ice power help you fight crime?” “Well, I don’t know that it would. But it’d be cool.
I woke with a terrible headache and wobbled around 'till I fell out the window. " "You what?" "Fell out the window. That one over there. " She [Edwina] gestured to the curtain behind her. "I broke my back. My spine is all wobbly now, but it doesn't hurt.
You'll enjoy it. There is much you can learn from books and scrolls," said Jeod. He gestured at the walls. "These books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life. " "It sounds intriguing," admitted Eragon. "Always the scholar, aren't you?" asked Brom. Jeod shrugged. "Not anymore. I'm afraid I've degenerated into a bibliophile.
The doctor brushed past her and gestured at the holographic image that jutted from the netscreen. "Let me tell you what is peculiar about it" "I'd say 36. 28 percent of it is pretty peculiar
