As we cleared the passage we found mixed with the rubble broken potsherds, jar seals, and numerous fragments of small objects; water skins lying on the floor together with alabaster jars, whole and broken, and coloured pottery vases; all pertaining to some disturbed burial, but telling us nothing to whom they belonged further than by their type which was of the late XVIIIth Dyn. These were disturbing elements as they pointed towards plundering.
Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, * Resting never!Ben Jonson
I wasted time , and now doth time waste me; For now hath time made me his numbering clock: My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch, Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
Calm soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar.Matthew Arnold
Or would you like to swing on a star. Carry moonbeams home in a jar. And be better off than you are. Or would you rather be a fish?Johnny Burke
Quo semel est imbuta recens servabit odorem testa diu. The first scent you pour in a jar lasts for years.
There are times when the mirth of others only saddens us, especially the mirth of children with high spirits, that jar on our own quiet mood.edward bulwer-lytton
Little men with little minds and little imaginations go through life in little ruts, smugly resisting all changes which would jar their little worlds.zig ziglar
It has a strange, quick jar upon the ear,That cocking of a pistol, when you knowA moment more will bring the sight to bearUpon your person, twelve yards off or so.lord byron
How thrilling to discover one had depths, how consoling to find them less polluted than the shallows, how encouraging to identify the enemy not as a fissure in the will but as a dead fetus in the specimen jar of the unconscious. My attention was being paternally led away from the excruciating present to the happy, healthy future that would be enabled by an analysis of the sick past, as though the priest had nothing to do but study old books and make bright forecasts, the present not worthy of notice.Edmund White
Calm soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city’s jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar.Matthew Arnold
Still may syllabes jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!Ben Jonson
The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.Sylvia Plath
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream.Sylvia Plath
Every object and being in the universe is a jar overflowing with wisdom and beauty, a drop of the Tigris that cannot be contained by any skin. Every jarful spills and makes the earth more shining, as though covered in satin.jalal al-din muhammad rumi
As a protective mechanism, I developed a terse, cynical mode of speech that rebuffed those who sought to get too close to me. Conversation was my way of avoiding expression; my words were reserved for those times when I sat down alone to write. My face was always a deadpan or a mask of general friendliness; no word or event could jar me into a gesture of enthusiasm or despair.richard wright
Pluck one thread, and the web ye mar; Break but one Of a thousand keys, and the paining jar Through all will run.john greenleaf whittier
It has a strange, quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off or so.lord byron
A man, a plan, a canoe, pasta, heros, rajahs, a coloratura, maps, snipe, percale, macaroni, a gag, a banana bag, a tan, a tag, a banana bag again (or a camel), a crepe, pins, Spam, a rut, a Rolo, cash, a jar, sore hats, a peon, a canal – Panama
Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!Ben Jonson
For I myself saw the Sibyl indeed at Cumae with my own eyes hanging in a jar; and when the boys used to say to her, "Sibyl, what do you want?" she replied, 'I want to die."
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me; For now hath time made me his numbering clock: My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch, Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears. Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart, Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans Show minutes, times, and hours.
All right. Give me the damn jar.
When Pandora opened the jar, all the evil flooded out into the world.
The only thing left inside the jar was Hope.
I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month.
How irksome is this music to my heart! When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?