Crossword-Solution: PULSING
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| PULSING | anagram | PLUGINS, PLUGSIN |
We have 3 clues for the answer “PULSING”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Having a steady beat | 1 answer |
| Using a blender in quick bursts | 1 answer |
| Athrob. | 3 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
TEEAR
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with PULSING (5)
There is no work of art so big or so beautiful that it was not once all contained in some youthful body, like this one which lay on the floor in the moonlight, pulsing with ardor and anticipation.
His books had portrayed the _negro_, but how different had been the dull, dead print to this sleek thing of ebony, pulsing with life.
Now as she stood before him pulsing with life and loveliness she suggested other seductive and alluring possibilities.
And so when love came to her it liberated all the pent passions of a thousand generations, transforming La into a pulsing, throbbing volcano of desire, and with desire thwarted this great force of love and gentleness and sacrifice was transmuted by its own fires into one of hatred and revenge.
Smoke, black and boiling, shot skyward from the stack; not a joint that did not shudder with the mighty strain of the steam; but the great iron brute--one of Baldwin's newest and best--came to call, obedient and docile as soon as ever the great pulsing heart of it felt a master hand upon its levers.
Quotes with PULSING (3)
…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible — magic to make the sanest man go mad.
We are the ones who take this thing called music and line it up with this thing called time. We are the ticking, we are the pulsing, we are underneath every part of this moment. And by making the moment our own, we are rendering it timeless. There is no audience. There are no instruments. There are only bodies and thoughts and murmurs and looks. It's the concert rush to end all concert rushes, because this is what matters. When the heart races, this is what it's racing towards.
The library smells like old books — a thousand leather doorways into other worlds. I hear silence, like the mind of God. I feel a presence in the empty chair beside me. The librarian watches me suspiciously. But the library is a sacred place, and I sit with the patron saint of readers. Pulsing goddess light moves through me for one moment like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone. I smell mold, I hear the clock ticking, I see an empty chair. Ask me now and I…
Where this answer appears
Appears in: USA TODAY, WP.
Used 2 times in crossword archives (2022).