Crossword-Solution: NIBBLING
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Nibbling | p. pr. & vb. n. | of Nibble |
We have 1 clue for the answer “NIBBLING”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Chewing in small bits | 1 answer |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
RETAE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with NIBBLING (5)
Steadily the waters rose till they were nibbling at his feet; and to pass the time until they made their final gulp, he watched the only thing on the lagoon.
What a humiliating position for Trina to place him in, not to leave him the price of a drink with a friend, she who had five thousand dollars! “Sha! That's all right, Doc,” returned Heise, nibbling on a grain of coffee.
Breathless, Johnson sat and watched him, saw him struggle up the bank, Saw him nibbling at the branches of some bushes, green and rank; Saw him, happy and contented, lick his lips, as off he crept, While the bulging in his stomach showed where his opponent slept.
Scarce had night's chilly shade forsook the sky What time to nibbling sheep the dewy grass Tastes sweetest, when, on his smooth shepherd-staff Of olive leaning, Damon thus began.
The prospect of this knight nuzzling the hair or nibbling the earlobes of Jennifrella was in itself sufficiently revulsive to Sir Philo; the prospect of his becoming king was absolutely unthinkable.
Quotes with NIBBLING (3)
There's a Polar Bear In our Frigidaire--He likes it 'cause it's cold in there. With his seat in the meat And his face in the fish And his big hairy paws In the buttery dish, He's nibbling the noodles, And munching the rice, He's slurping the soda, He's licking the ice. And he lets out a roar If you open the door. And it gives me a scare To know he's in there--That Polary Bear In our Fridgitydaire.
The greatest enemy of hunger for God is not poison but apple pie. It is not the banquet of the wicked that dulls our appetite forheaven, but endless nibbling at the table of the world. It is notthe X-rated video, but the prime-time dribble of triviality wedrink in every night.
To me, my husband was my son’s murderer. He was also my daughter’s molester. A parasite nibbling on the Holy Book, he was Lucifer, holding me by the throat and driving me to sin every night. He was Bhai’s destroyer, Amma Sain’s tormentor, Ma’s humbler and the people’s exploiter. He was the rapist of orphans and the fiend that fed on the weak. But over and above all this, he was known to be the man closest to Allah, the one who could reach Him and save us.