Crossword-Solution: PRICKLINESS
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Prickliness | n. | The quality of being prickly, or of having many prickles. |
We have 7 clues for the answer “PRICKLINESS”
| Clue | Answers |
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| the quality of being covered with prickly thorns or spines | 1 answer |
| Itchiness? | 7 answers |
| irascibility | 20 answers |
| Impatience | 27 answers |
| Soreness | 30 answers |
| Inflammation | 42 answers |
| Pain | 67 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
The superficial contents of any figure; the surface included
within any given lines; superficial extent; as, the area of a square or
a triangle.
Hint 2 anagram
ARAE
Hint 3 another clue
CERTAIN BRAIN SIZE
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Sentences with PRICKLINESS (5)
Although more flirtatious than I remembered-a flirtatiousness spoiled somewhat by the number of times Stallman's eyes seemed to fixate on my wife's chest-Stallman retained the same general level of prickliness.
Moreover I was, with all a young man's prickliness, quite determined that I would not be treated as I was told Cromer was apt to treat people.
Even Brownie, jealous to the point of prickliness for her adored Norah, and at first inclined to turn up a scornful nose at “Miss Tommy's” pink and white daintiness, had been forced to admit that she “could 'andle things like a workman.” And that was high praise from Brownie.
The heat of it smote into prickliness the uncovered skin, and in spite of all that Winston could do, the beasts recoiled upon the machine behind them.
Different plants vary greatly in the colour of their blossoms, and the prickliness of their stalks; the prickles are seldom found on the young shoots.
Quotes with PRICKLINESS (2)
A swaddled silence would be over the island, nights like that: if they complained, or had to cry for some lesion or cramp, it was baffled by the thick mists and all you heard was the tide, slapping ever sideways along the strand, viscous, reverberating; then seltzering back to sea, violently salt, leaving a white skin on the sand it hadn't taken. And only occasionally above the mindless rhythm, from across the narrow strait, over on the great African continent itself, a sound…
The stuff I write about doesn't, like, necessarily leave people feeling warm and fuzzy. I'm writing in a territory that's, like, contested and full of prickliness. And I find that people project their problems onto me or something.