#hover

The modern computer hovers between the obsolescent and the nonexistent. ↗

— Sydney Brenner

#computer #hovers #modern #nonexistent

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep tonight. ↗

— William C. Bryant

#asleep #calm #fields #floods #full

This dragonfly came up to me. He was hovering right in front of my face, and I was really examining him, thinking, How does he see me? I became enlightened. ↗

— Ziggy Marley

#came #does #enlightened #examining #face

I recently lost 50 pounds. I'm hovering on the cusp of a size eight, which seems unbelievable. ↗

— Kathy Najimy

#eight #hovering #i #lost #pounds

Our present time is indeed a criticizing and critical time, hovering between the wish, and the inability to believe. Our complaints are like arrows shot up into the air at no target: and with no purpose they only fall back upon our own heads and destroy ourselves. ↗

— William Temple

#arrows #back #believe #between #complaints

I Knew why I felt at home. The spirit of freedom was hovering over that play yard as it did all over France at that time. A country was free again. ↗

— Audie Murphy

#country #did #felt #france #free

I'm one of those hovering mothers and I know it's really important to have an independent child, so I'm trying to back off, but it's hard. I love him so much, and he's so funny and cute to me. ↗

— Selma Blair

#child #cute #funny #hard #him

Nothing you do for children is ever wasted. They seem not to notice us, hovering, averting our eyes, and they seldom offer thanks, but what we do for them is never wasted. ↗

— Garrison Keillor

#children #ever #eyes #hovering #never

Do not hover always on the surface of things, nor take up suddenly with mere appearances; but penetrate into the depth of matters, as far as your time and circumstances allow, especially in those things which relate to your profession. ↗

— Isaac Watts

#always #appearances #as far as #circumstances #depth

In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#city #country #darkness #familiar #friendly