Sentence examples for luminous cat from inspiring English sources

The splendid German baritone Dietrich Henschel was an impassioned Mad Hatter; Julia Rempe was a luminous Cat. And the veteran dramatic soprano Gwyneth Jones, who, at the age of seventy, has lost remarkably little of her decibel capacity, made a comic tour de force of the Queen of Hearts.

The couch rises for an instant, exposing the luminous, electrified cat rigid with shock; inside the cat's body, with its rim of spiked fur, his blue-white skeleton is visible.

Cat's-eye, any of several gemstones that, when cut en cabochon (in convex form, highly polished), display a luminous band reminiscent of the eye of a cat; this particular quality is termed chatoyancy.

All the best known verses, such as "The Owl and the Pussy Cat", "The Jumblies" and "The Dong with the Luminous Nose", are included, but there are also less familiar but equally captivating poems as well as hundreds of pithy limericks.

As a result, in The Cat's Table, we are shown a place of luminous magic and make-believe.

In the exhibition, the photos move from a young Barbara with her cat, isolated against the stark landscape of Treadwell, to luminous close-ups of her moonlike face in the final months when diabetes had swollen her body.

Chatoyance, the property of some minerals to exhibit a wavy, luminous band with a silky lustre, reminiscent of the eye of a cat, in the centre of a cabochon-cut (polished, with a rounded, unfaceted convex surface) stone.

The cat's-eye is a yellowish green colour and is characterized by a luminous line.

Of one villa they visited she writes sensuously, "Fersen's in those years was a garden of mossy textures and dark dense greens, with impasto of luminous flowers: a place of birdsong and long silence; of green lizards and shadowy cats, and decadent Swinburnean beauty".

We followed a protective rope line to where we could see a luminous lava "skylight," perhaps 10 feet wide, a few feet tall and glowing like the eyes of Satan's cat.

Luminous rather than reflective, they form a beautifully spare arrangement in Matthew Marks's large, nearly empty gallery and produce a cat's cradle of ricocheting ideas.