Crossword-Solution: LUMINESCENCE
We have 21 clues for the answer “LUMINESCENCE”
| Clue | Answers |
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| the emission of light by a substance as the result of some external stimulus | 1 answer |
| Light emission at low temperatures through chemical or atomic process | 3 answers |
| phosphorescence | 4 answers |
| fluorescence | 7 answers |
| Incandescence | 18 answers |
| luminosity | 23 answers |
| shimmer | 32 answers |
| Glimmer | 35 answers |
| Radiance | 37 answers |
| LIGHT speck | 41 answers |
| Glitter | 45 answers |
| Glare | 46 answers |
| Gleam | 57 answers |
| Glow | 59 answers |
| Gloss | 62 answers |
| Brilliance | 71 answers |
| Clue | 75 answers |
| Flush | 84 answers |
| Hint | 94 answers |
| Indication | 98 answers |
| Light | 114 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
EATRE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with LUMINESCENCE (5)
Dock lamps dotted the inlet outside, and boats bobbed silently in the bay, glowing with a fuzzy luminescence in the moonlight.
And the luminescence I had seen rising from its depths was larger, nearer! "A swirl of mist floated up from its surface.
Behind it each face of the dead-alive turned toward it, and those beside it throbbed and gleamed with its luminescence.
The suggestion of sphere had been an illusion, born of the darkness in which we were moving and in its own luminescence.
What do you make of that?” Half a mile ahead the pillars stopped at the edge of a shimmering, quivering curtain of green luminescence.
Quotes with LUMINESCENCE (3)
Reminiscing in the drizzle of Portland, I notice the ring that’s landed on your finger, a massiveinsect of glitter, a chandelier shining at the endof a long tunnel. Thirteen years ago, you hid the hurtin your voice under a blanket and said there’s two kindsof women — those you write poems aboutand those you don’t. It’s true. I never brought youa bouquet of sonnets, or served you haiku in bed. My idea of courtship was tapping Jane’s Addictionlyrics in Morse code on your window…
Prison Moon Four a.m. work duty and I beginmy solitary trudge from outer compoundto main building. A shivering guard, chilled in his lonely outpost, strip searchesme until content that my inconsequential nudity. poses no threat and then whispersthe secret code that allows me admittance into the open quarter-mile walkway. I chuff my way into another dayas ice glints on the razor wireand the rifles note my numbed passage, silent but for my huffs and scuffleon the cracked, slipp…
You must not think of time as a quantity, a period, a measure. Look at the sky," Gwynneth said. "The moon has now slipped away to another night, into another world. It was not the time it was here that you remember, Faolan, but rather the luminescence of the air, the blue shadows cast by the trees in its light. It was not the length of the time but the quality of the moon's light that you felt and remember." Gwynneth paused. "It is the value, the quality that lives on.