Quotes about Glass

And before the throne was something like a sea of glass, as clear as crystal. In the center, around the throne, were four living creatures, covered with eyes in front and back.

I say that home is where there is a chair and a glass.

A village is a hive of glass, where nothing unobserved can pass.

ANATRON  (A'NATRON)   n.s.The scum which swims upon the molten glass in the furnace, which, when taken off, melts in the air, and then coagulates into common salt. It is likewise that salt which gathers upon the walls of vaults.

The wall was made of jasper, and the city itself of pure gold, as pure as glass.

Don't bother. The glass is half-empty.

Anne took off her hat meekly. Matthew came back presently and they sat down to supper. But Anne could not eat. In vain she nibbled at the bread and butter and pecked at the crab-apple preserve out of the little scalloped glass dish by her plate. She did not really make any headway at all.

That hiccup is best cured by drinking out of the opposite rime of a glass. You can imitate a glass with your hand. Liquid is not a necessary part of the cure.

It was long before they moved, and when they moved it was with great reluctance. They stood together in front of the looking-glass, and with a brush tried to make themselves look as if they had been feeling nothing all the morning, neither pain nor happiness. But it chilled them to see themselves in the glass, for instead of being vast and indivisible they were really very small and separate, the size of the glass leaving a large space for the reflection of other things.

Most reformers wore rubber boots and stood on glass when God sent a current of Commonsense through the Universe.

Most reformers wore rubber boots and stood on glass when God sent a current of Commonsense through the Universe.

It was a day in March, and the sky was a faint green with the first hint of spring. In Central Park, five hundred feet below, the earth caught the tone of the sky in a shade of brown that promised to become green, and the lakes lay like splinters of glass under the cobwebs of bare branches.