Crossword-Solution: UNIMPASSIONED
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
RATEE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with UNIMPASSIONED (5)
How strange it seemed to the sad woman, as she watched the growth, and the beauty that became every day more brilliant, and the intelligence that threw its quivering sunshine over the tiny features of this child! Her Pearl—for so had Hester called her; not as a name expressive of her aspect, which had nothing of the calm, white, unimpassioned lustre that would be indicated by the comparison.
Then she spoke, and though the words were few, the unimpassioned tone carried unfathomable depths of cold contempt.
Wentworth declared, in a tone whose unexpressive, unimpassioned quality appeared to Felix to reveal a profundity of opposition.
The officiating clergyman delivered a long homily in a dull unimpassioned manner, which failed to awaken his interest.
Jordan, has divided the human race into two types, whom he calls “shrews” and “non‐shrews” respectively.(205) The shrew‐type is defined as possessing an “active unimpassioned temperament.” In other words, shrews are the “motors,” rather than the “sensories,”(206) and their expressions are as a rule more energetic than the feelings which appear to prompt them.
Quotes with UNIMPASSIONED (3)
IIA grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear — O Lady! in this wan and heartless mood, To other thoughts by yonder throstle woo'd, All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow green: And still I gaze — and with how blank an eye! And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their mot…
A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In word, or sigh, or tear.
Passion has helped us; but can do so no more. It will in future be our enemy. Reason, cold, calculating, unimpassioned reason, must furnish all the materials for our future support and defence.