Breath* (46) in The God Of Small Things - Jessica Pelaez (Inability to…
(46) in The God Of Small Things - Jessica Pelaez
His breath became more regular.
Just the hint of a pause in the rhythm of Ammu's breathing made Estha touch Rahel's middle finger with his
It took them a few minutes to catch their breaths and register the loss of the boat.
Inability to breathe
Breathless bc of motions/actions
Rahel, breathless, holding a coconut, stepped into the temple compound through the wooden doorway in the high white boundary wall.
That made her arrive on the banks of the Meenachal breathless.
And that became a delighted, breathless, Rumpelstiltskin-like dance among the rubber trees
Their breathless battle spilled out of the kuthambalam and spun around the temple
When he had worked some of it off, his run turned into a breathless, high-kneed gallop.
Out of breath
Lenin, with his father's thinness and his mother's eyes, appeared at the door, out of breath
Each breath she took was like a war won against the steely fist that was trying to squeeze the air from her lungs.
She carried her breath in a glass inhaler in her tattered handbag.
Rahel watched her mother breathe.
Sophie Mol died because she couldn't breathe.
On bad days the orange walls held hands and bent over him, inspecting him like malevolent doctors, slowly, deliberately, squeezing the breath out of him and making him scream
Fierce bands of love tightened around his chest until he could barely breathe
Who made love to her with a passion that took her breath away.
Kochu Maria sawed up the rest of the cake messily, laboriously, breathing through her mouth, as though she was carving a hunk of roast lamb.
Estha could see nothing, but he could hear the sound of rasing, labored breathing.
The sound of their breathing
When the father went to Pete's-- the Optimist's --room, he couldn't see Pete, but he could hear the sound of frantic shoveling and heavy breathing.
He inserted his left forefinger deep into his un-occupied nostril and breathed noisily through his mouth
With the smell of her skin in the air that he breathed.
It smelled of breathing people and hairoil.
With the smell of her skin in the air that he breathed
And breath like peppermint.
Where waxy ancestors with tough toe-nails and breath that smelled of yellow maps whispered papery whispers.
When Julie Andrews starts off as a speck on the hill and gets bigger and bigger till she bursts onto the screen with her voice like cold water and her breath like peppermint.
Plump, translucent lizards lived behind old pictures, and waxy, crumbling ancestors with tough toe-nails and breath that smelled of yellow gossiped in sibilant, papery whispers.
Mammachi continued her tirade, her eyes empty, her face twisted and ugly, her anger propelling her towards Velutha until she was shouting right into his face and he could feel the spray of her spit and smell the stale tea on her breath.
Each time he opened his mouth to speak, the smell of arrack on his breath hit Kochu Maria like a hammer.
The had to put their hands over their mouths when they spoke , to divert their polluted breath away from those whom they adressed
For a Breath of Fresh Air (2).
A few mornings ago, she had opened her window (for a Breath of Fresh Air) and caught them red-handed in the act of Returning From Somewhere.
The blood on his breath bright red.
The gurgled of blood on a man's breath when his lung is torn by the jagged end of a broken rib.
Furrows gathered on his forehead and he took a deep breath.
She breathed deep, and bottle it up for prosperity.
Rahel obligingly took a deep breath, threw her chest out and stood back with Estha in the airport car park, for Sphie Mol to see just how much shorter she was.
She hoped that under his careful cloak of cheerfulness he housed a living, breathing anger against the smug, ordered world that she so raged against.
Anger & Smell
In Kerala, they breathed a plume of excitement and fear into the already frightened air.
And that inside, map-breath-d ancestors with tough toe-nails whispered to the lizard on the wall.
The history house (where map-breath'd ancestors with tough toe-nails once whispered) could no longer be approached from the river.
Qualities of breath?
Breathing bubbles through its broken windows
The shapes of people's breath on the bulletproof lass of my cabin.