Crossword-Solution: NAN
Dictionary
| Word | Word Type | Definition |
|---|---|---|
| Nan | inerj. | Anan. |
Anagrams
| Word | Anagrams | |
|---|---|---|
| NAN | anagram | ANN |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
EEATR
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with NAN (5)
Watch him pitch now!" That was what Nan Brown said to me about Rube Hurtle, my great pitcher, and I took it as her way of announcing her engagement.
Nan Tok’, the husband, was young, extremely handsome, of the most approved good humour, and suffering in his precarious station from suppressed high spirits.
The other twins, Nan and Bert, were eight years old, dark and handsome, and as like as "two peas" the neighbors used to say.
Nan ibi admirandum reor fuisse spectaculum, ubi cernere erat cunctis, pugnantem Gothum ense furentem, Gepidam in vulnere suorum cuncta tela frangentem, Suevum pede, Hunnum sagitta praesumere, Alanum gravi Herulum levi, armatura, aciem instruere.
Maybe that's what tires you, Nan," he added, and his father smiled, for he saw that Bert had two thoughts for himself, and one for his sister.
Quotes with NAN (3)
Poor little girl. Poor little girl," Nan says, and at first I think she is speaking of the baby, perhaps it is a girl after all. But then I realize she is speaking of me, a girl of thirteen years, whose own mother has said that they can let her die as long as a son and heir is born.
Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping. All the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives. My mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a stone, …
Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feetdeep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the longnight, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little childrenare born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt andhungry, and the white walkers move through the woods
Where this answer appears
Appears in: Boston Globe, Chronicle, Crossroads, CrosSynergy, Custom, LAT, Newsday, New Yorker, NY Sun, NYT, Onion, S&S, Slate, The Atlantic, Three Across, TIME, Universal, USA TODAY, WP, WSJ.
Used 765 times in crossword archives (1942–2025).