Crossword-Solution: GRAYING
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
ETERA
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with GRAYING (5)
His glowing skull, more dark brown than ebony, with fringes of graying short hair emphasized the usually jovial face that was described as a cross between rolly-polly and bulbous.
She flew to him, flung her arms round him for a moment, then waved the letter, crying: “Hurrah, my boy! I knew we should do it!” He was afraid of her—the small, severe woman with graying hair suddenly bursting out in such frenzy.
Ethel Morrissey, plump, matronly-looking, quiet, with her hair fast graying at the sides, had nothing of the skittish Middle Western buyer about her.
What if he was old enough to be her father, with graying hair? Lots of the movie heroes had graying hair at the sides.
Then something clanged like a low gong struck at a distance, and before his eyes a face flashed over the two feet, a face pale and distorted with a sort of infinite evil that twisted it like flame in the wind; _but he knew, for the half instant that the gong tanged and hummed, that it was the face of Dick Humbird._ Minutes later he sprang to his feet, realizing dimly that there was no more sound, and that he was alone in the graying alley.
Quotes with GRAYING (3)
What is it you do, then? I'll tell you: You leave out whatever doesn't suit you. As the author himself has done before you. Just as you leave things out of your dreams and fantasies. By leaving things out, we bring beauty and excitement into the world. We evidently handle our reality by effecting some sort of compromise with it, an in-between state where the emotions prevent each other from reaching their fullest intensity, graying the colors somewhat. Children who haven't ye…
Even the intellectual crowd will have none of me. Physically, I look like one of them. Graying at the temples, I walk with a slight limp and wear thick glasses.
My son, you are just an infant now, but on that day when the world disrobes of its alluring cloak, it is then that I pray this letter is in your hands. Listen closely, my dear child, for I am more than that old man in the dusty portrait beside your bed. I was once a little boy in my mother’s arms and a babbling toddler on my father's lap. I played till the sun would set and climbed trees with ease and skill. Then I grew into a fine young man with shoulders broad and strong. M…