Sentence examples for like a mills from inspiring English sources

Amy's hair is amazing, it should be whipping around her shoulders like a Mills and Boon heroine.

Cavaradossi's painting of Mary Magdalene upon which he is working at the start of the opera looks like a Mills & Boon cover portrait – all soft edges and flowing hair, and, horror of horrors, her left breast is showing.

Yet, like a Mills and Boon surgeon or mighty sheikh, entitled to date only the beautiful, Bono, the tireless philanthropist, a man as revered by world leaders as he is by top accountants, has actively chosen to spend time with the poorest, mousiest, most bespectacled of all causes: women.

The official report the following year, written by Edmund Burke, foresaw that the EIC's financial problems could potentially "like a mill-stone, drag [the government] down into an unfathomable abyss … This cursed Company would, at last, like a viper, be the destruction of the country which fostered it at its bosom".

He believes that dynamite is like a mill pond compared to what they're sitting on now.

It was the kind that works like a mill, not the kind you just scrape against; it had a handle that was fun to turn.

Republicans in Washington have behaved like a milling crowd standing in the way of firefighters trying to respond to a devastating blaze.

He grunts and growls with occasional Chewbacca whinnies; he huffs like a mill owner, or like one of those steam engines of the Victorian age whose encroaching modernity makes Turner so uncomfortable.

The high-speed machines, which handle up to 550 letters a minute, could have acted like a mill, crumbling the microscopic clumps of deadly spores into smaller and more floatable bits with each pass, said an investigator involved in the hunt for the anthrax mailer who killed five people last fall.

He built it like a mill, Mr. Wood said, with wide planking, sturdy oak beams, diagonal sheathing and an odd flourish: an interior cladding of shingles, put there, Mr. Wood conjectured, because Fort Wetherill's cannons went off so regularly in training exercises that they cracked the plaster in the neighbors' houses.

He feels "a clogging and a heat at my breast-bone as if my bowels would have burst out"; a preacher's call to abandon the sin of idle pastimes "did benumb the sinews of my best delights"; and he can say of one of the texts of scripture that seemed to him to spell his damnation that it "stood like a mill-post at my back".