I wanted to wash away our past misgivings in those tears that would run from our eyes and weave a new start by folding her in my arms. I wanted to, but I did not!
But there's so much kludge, so much terrible stuff, we are at the 1908 Hurley washing machine stage with the Internet. That's where we are. We don't get our hair caught in it, but that's the level of primitiveness of where we are. We're in 1908.
I've moved about 10 times over the past 15 years. I don't move for the sole purpose of getting rid of stuff. I'm not crazy. I also move so that I never have to wash any windows.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
You can often wash your troubles away with the right kind of bath. Throw everything you have into the tub: bubble gels, bubble oils, bubble powders, bubble gum.
Like an old gold-panning prospector, you must resign yourself to digging up a lot of sand from which you will later patiently wash out a few minute particles of gold ore.
Past time, I threw the flowers out, washed out the cloudy vase. How easily the old clearness leapt, like a practiced tiger, back inside it.
Old #64 chose... a gentle jog, fast enough to prove I was alive, slow enough to savor the cheers. They washed over me. They warmed me. I knew I could live without them but I loved them.
Early on in my career, I'd go into the makeup trailer, and they'd spend an hour doing my makeup, and I would hate it. I'd go into the bathroom, wash it off and start over again, which took an enormous amount of time. So I just started doing it myself...
When you grow up with a mother who has to wash dishes and clean hotel rooms, you know the importance of having a job, and you can't be without a job for any length of time, or you will be without anything.
Dragline: [watching sexy girl wash a car] My Lord, whatever I done, don't strike me blind for another couple of minutes.
Dr. Ian Malcolm: [Dr. Ellie Sattler has dug through a pile of dino-droppings with her hands] You will remember to wash your hands before you eat anything?
Sgt. Barnes: You're dead, Elias! I swear to fuckin' God, you're dead! Sgt. Elias: You're gonna do time in LBJ! This shit won't wash, you fucking puke!
Jim Stark: Get lost! Ray Fremick: Hang loose, boy. I'm warning you! Jim Stark: Wash up and go home!
Grumpy: A fine bunch of water lilies you turned out to be. I'd like to see anybody make me wash, if I didn't wanna.
Dr. Simon Tam: We'll get off the ship. River and I will get off at Haven. It'll be for the best. Kaylee Frye: Nobody's sayin' that. Hoban 'Wash' Washburn: Nobody but Jayne is sayin' that.
Zoë: So... trap? Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Trap. Zoë: We goin' in? Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Ain't but a few hours out. Hoban 'Wash' Washburn: Yeah, but... remember the part where it's a trap?
Blanche Lovell: Are you scared? Susan Lovell: [nods] Blanche Lovell: Don't you worry. If they could get a washing machine to fly, my Jimmy could land it.
I think winter wear is communal. You get some gloves and a scarf from a lost-and-found box, wash them, wear them for a while until you lose them. Then somebody else does the same thing.
I was made a sinner by deriving my being from Adam; I am made just by being washed in the blood of Christ and not by Christ's 'words and example.'
In the morning I get out of bed, I brush my teeth, I wash my face, I get dressed in the clothes I like best. I want to be good to myself.
