Crossword-Solution: EART
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| EART | anagram | ARET, ARTE, ATER, ATRE, ERAT, ERTA, RATE, RETA, TARE, TEAR, TERA, TRAE, TREA |
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| Theme word #4 | 1 answer |
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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 EART (5)
THUD! “Lor' bless my 'eart! I didn't see you coming, sir!” I was in Regent Street, and I had collided with a decent-looking working man; and a yard away, perhaps, and looking a little perplexed with himself, was Gip.
Bury the recollection of once for hever! I thought my 'eart would have broke once, but no: 'earts are made of sterner stuff.
From hup there ye kin see all that's goin' hon and sup'intend to yer 'eart's content," and she started for her superior officer.
Without meaning to, out of sheer emotion, she pressed them somewhat hard, and, as from a concertina emerges a jerked and drawn-out chord, so from the cook came a long, quaking sound; her apron fell, her body heaved, and her drowsy, flat, soft voice, greasy from pondering over dishes, murmured: “Ah, Miss Nedda! it's you, my dear! Bless your pretty 'eart.” But down Nedda's cheeks, behind her, rolled two tears.
And the beggar’s tag: “‘Ave a feelin’ ’eart, gentleman—‘ave a feelin’ ’eart!” passed idiotically through Gyp’s mind.
Quotes with EART (3)
Don’t you just love meeting new people in new places? It means I can be whoever I want to be. And guess what, sweet’eart? Today…I choose to be your worst nightmare.
Feelings are fleeting, no matter how eart-shattering they seem; they never last, always change.
... The pages and pages of complex, impenetrable calculations might have contained the secrets of the universe, copied out of God's notebook. In my imagination, I saw the creator of the universe sitting in some distant corner of the sky, weaving a pattern of delicate lace so fine that that even the faintest light would shine through it. The lace stretches out infinitely in every direction, billowing gently in the cosmic breeze. You want desperately to touch it, hold it up to …
Where this answer appears
Appears in: NYT.
Used 1 time in crossword archives (1993).