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SHOEBURYNESS (abs.n.) The vague uncomfortable feeling you get when sitting on a seat which is still warm from somebody else's bottom
Zigzag... don't bunch up. Weave like a drunk on New Year's... Got it?
The labourer's muscle is that of a cart-horse, his motions lumbering and slow.
stuttering over your words.
Laziness. Unwarranted repose of manner in a person of low degree.
So exquisitely slopped that he didn't know if he was on land or at sea.
A plumped feather bed may have looked divine, but occupants quickly found themselves sinking into a hard, airless fissure between billowy hills. Support was on a lattice of ropes, which could be tightened with a key when they began to sag (hence the expression "sleep tight").
I consider looseness with words no less of a defect than looseness of the bowels.
Breathe, man, just breathe, I told myself and had to think of old women at the beach in bikinis. When that didn't help, I had to go a little further and picture them in thongs. Voila! No more stiffy.
The fibers of all things have their tension and are strained like the strings of an instrument.
Slovenliness is a lazy and beastly negligence of a man's own person, whereby he becomes so sordid as to be offensive to those about him.
His uniform seems threadbare and tired, and so does he, as though he's coming apart along the edges.
If you want to know if your brain is flabby, feel your legs.
Forcing yourself to shiver is one of the hardest things on your muscles and isometrics.
He feels like velvet,
I believe in looseness.
I've been so lazy all my life. I used to literally lie on the couch, up until the age of 35, fearing that my bones were dissolving like sugar cubes, from disuse.
When you sit on something for so long you can't see beyond it. It's all you can see, so you become locked in it.
Lady Linlithgow, too, though very strong, was old. She was slow, or perhaps it might more properly be said she was stately in her movements.
I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.
It seemed that both had lately had a touch of that pain under the waistband which comes of a sedentary life.
This soft grass suggests 'softness' to me, but also at the same time 'lying-down-ness'.
Lack of movement is a formidable force to overcome.
What movement! What restlessness! Even the mountains can't stand still.
Although he's slight, he has that wiry strength that seems to come more from will than muscle.
Though my muscles may stiffen, though my skin
may
wrinkle, may I never find myself yawning
at life.
What does old look like? Sometimes I am wrinkled, sometimes not.
Labor's face is wrinkled with the wind, and swarthy with the sun.
I wike your big muscles," Stella whispers as she stares at Bates' bulging bicep in awe. Jesus, I like his big muscles, too. In fact, I'd like to trace them with my tongue.
Sullen monosyllabism, a sure sign of sleep deprivation.
What good's slacking all the time if the ship comes apart beneath you while you sleep?
You bore ne rigid.
When I don't have a good time, it's usually because there's a stiffness that stifles creativity.
The cause of laziness is physiological; it is an infirmity of the constitution, and its victim is as much to be pitied as a sufferer from any other constitutional infirmity. It is even worse than many other diseases; from them the patient may recover, while this is incurable.
A yawning repetitiveness as of a man who knows few words but will not stop talking.
Relax," he whispered. "You're as stiff as a board." No, I thought, you're as stiff as a board. Which was true, I could feel that against my legs.
The timely dew of sleep.
Each day adds a bead
to the ever peevish episodes of frailty,
I try running at an unkempt speed,
returning back like waves into a cruel sea;
She felt nervy as all her excitements turned into weaknesses
Blessed are the flexible for they will not allow themselves to become bent out of shape!
I felt something cold skitter down the back of my legs.
When you're wearing jeans, there's a shift in your center of gravity.
had shifty eyes. Unease niggled
So limp of brain that for them to conceive an idea is to risk a haemorrhage. So limp of body that their purple dresses appear no more indicative of housing nerves and sinews than when they hang suspended from their hooks.
Loaming is my special word for it..it's a combination of looming and roaming
Leanness of body and soul may go together.
Too weary and dazed by unfinished sleep even to swear. There comes a degree of numbness in fatigue and exasperation which can be expressed only by a sullen silence.
Balefully at his figures, rumpling a hand through his
There is no animal lazier than a cat.
Gravity is a habit that is hard to shake off.
I was so tired that I was nothing but my body: the steady dull throb in my thighs, the tremor all along my arms, the thick grime of dust muffling my skin.
Every muscular rigidity contains the history and the meaning of its origin.
I'm not into wrinkles.
Sleep, elusive as a ghost, plaintive as a widow, and as easy to hold as the wind.
Heartmating hesitating unafraid
I'm a lightweight easy to fall easy to break
With every move my whole world shakes
Keep me from falling apart
Men fall into a routine when they are tired and slack: it has all the appearance of activity with few of its burdens.
Somtimes you lie in a strange room, in a strange person's home, and you feel yourself bending out of shape. Melting, touching something hot, something that warps you in drastic and probably irreversible ways you won't get to take stock of until its too late
At another year I would not boggle Except that when I jog I joggle.
I'm the laziest person I know.
Why do some people fall out of activity ... for the same reason that they fall out of bed ... they are not far enough in it.
Tired, but not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.
I know why old people are so wrinkley, it's because they wash so often.
Here Skugg lies snug As a bug in a rug.
inert and seemingly lifeless.
the wrinkled sleeve of the head
There are two things I like stiff and one of them's jelly.
Whenever we find stiffness in the body, our mind should be especially supple. It is never the stiffness in our bodies that limits our practice, it is always the stiffness of our mind.
Every night he comes thudding out of sleep drenched in sweat and staring into the dark. Something huge and scaly is twisting away into nothingness. There you are again, he thinks. There you are, old friend.
Nervous hands as if the fingers were dripping from them like icicles.
Maybe you're sleepwalking. And sleeptexting. And sleepprimping."
"What's next?" I grumbled to myself. Things were getting more out of control by the minute.
"I don't know," she said, straightening up and tucking her phone into the waistband of her leggings. "Just don't start sleepfucking.
When the body breaks down and you start to wrinkle, I think it's so bad,
she is bent under the weight of her burden
And just then the thin boy yawned. I had labelled him as an ineffectual sort of lad but he certainly could yawn; it was a stretching, groaning, voluptuous paroxysm which drowned my words and it went on and on till he finally lay back, bleary and exhausted by the effort.
My legs are falling asleep," I blurted. It wasn't a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included.
"I could solve that." Patch's hands closed on my
hips.
Back in my rummy days, I would tremble and shake for hours upon arising. It was the only exercise I got.
Sometimes I catch myself stooping, and whenever I am like that, I am sure something is not quite right.
YOU'RE just humming with sexual energy! Is it the fabric? Is it wearing tights?
His tall, lanky body had the wrinkles of sleep, and he smelled like cotton and dreams.
Boys, at war, so far away, will naturally droop, both in body and mind, from lack of a particular girl's snuggling and cuddling.
Shoeburyness n. The vague uncomfortable feeling you get when sitting on a seat which is still warm from someone else's bottom.
I feel like I've been sliding all day.
For someone so small, you're heavy, Stiff, he mutters.
She was all slump and sag her spirit withering like a tuckering weed shambling for a way out
Sometimes I can feel my bones straining
You translate everything-whether physical, mental, or spiritual into muscular tension.
Don't think of it as wrinkles. Think of ot as relaxed-fit skin.
...linen is a fabric that wrinkles like Jack Nicholson's balls without Botox.
My body, still too heavy with sleep to move...
Wrinkles happen to human beings.
I am not stroppy at all.
There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.
prostrate body. He groaned when
The material was wrinkled, yet even in the low light it remembered the shape of two bodies.
How swift, the slippage from keeping it together to losing it.
Pretty sure we can't call you 'Stiff' anymore, Tris.
I wonder why looking at that causes sleepiness ... Maybe it's the illusion-type magic that Spriggans are good at or something.
Our minds are lazier than our bodies.
The tension is making him practically vibrate.
Wolgast leaned back in his chair and realized how exhausted he was. It always came upon him like this, like the sudden unclenching of a fist.