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Tag Name "Bristling" (10)
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[The media's] fantasy of an America bristling with racists allows them to portray any criticism of our massively incompetent and dangerous president as just another sad episode of oh-so-typical white racism.
Ann Coulter
I suppose we all have our recollections of our earlier holidays, all bristling with horror.
Flann O'Brien
It was like hiking into a Hemingway story everything was sepia-toned and bristling with subtext.
Leslie What
I want to create a cat like the real cats I see crossing the streets, not like those you see in houses. They have nothing in common. The cat of the streets has bristling fur. It runs like a fiend, and if it looks at you, you think it is going to jump in your face.
Pablo Picasso
The pulpit style of Germany has been always rustically negligent, or bristling with pedantry.
Thomas de Quincey
When dealing with people, let us remember that we are not dealing with creatures of logic. We are dealing with creatures of emotion, creatures bristling with prejudices and motivated by pride and vanity. ...Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain - and most fools do. But it takes character and self-control to be understanding and forgiving.
Dale Carnegie
One cannot see callers, answer the telephone, go to luncheons or dinners, visit the dentist or shoemaker, address charitable organizations in or from a bed therefore a bed, in my experience, is simply bristling with ideas.
Kate Douglas Wiggin
A good picture, any picture, has to be bristling with razor blades.
Pablo Picasso
Whilst all the land was ringed with bristling arms And flames laid waste our world, All that was left me was a little garden And thou within it, my beloved, my comrade.
Stefan Zweig
Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one's garden.
Voltaire