Crossword-Solution: BRIDGED
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Bridged | imp. & p. p. | of Bridge |
We have 2 clues for the answer “BRIDGED”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Crossed over | 1 answer |
| spanned | 2 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
ETAER
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with BRIDGED (5)
With his long, lean face, his high-bridged nose and his small, opaque eye he looked much like an Englishman.
Now what _could _these banished creatures find to do to keep from dying of the blues during the low-water season! Once, in one of these lovely island chutes, we found our course completely bridged by a great fallen tree.
The words were uncalculated; but in an instant he saw that they had strangely bridged the distance between his wife and himself.
Once only did we touch one another, and that was where a tree-trunk bridged a rivulet of scalding water which flowed from a boil-spring towards the sea.
The deep black stream became red; it was choked up with their dead bodies, while the mire and water of the morass was literally bridged with the smothered mules and horses and soldiers.” “The battle began at three o’clock; but we heard the firing only for a very short time,” said Antonia.
Quotes with BRIDGED (3)
Fictions exist because of this fact. Because we have only one life, and our desires and fantasies demand a thousand lives. Because the abyss between what we are and what we would like to be has to be bridged somehow. That was why fictions were born: so that, through living this vicarious, transient, precarious, but also passionate and fascinating life that fiction transports us to, we can incorporate the impossible into the possible and our existence can be both reality and u…
Then he was there, turned half toward her with a guarded expression etched across his face. She didn't stop or even slow her step. When she reached him, she grabbed the front of his shirt in both fists, pulling him to her, pushing her mouth up into his. Heat swirled through her as she pulled his face even closer, tighter. His arms wound around her and their bodies melded with a rightness she didn't bother to question. Her lips filled with the sweetness of his mouth and Tamani…
It is the case that, albeit to a lesser extent, all fictions make their readers live "the impossible", taking them out of themselves, breaking down barriers, and making them share, by identifying with the characters of the illusion, a life that is richer, more intense, or more abject and violent, or simply different from the one that they are confined to by the high-security prison that is real life. Fictions exist because of this fact. Because we have only one life, and our …