1 Mother had always been just as she was, a pillar of strength, a fount of wisdom, the one person who knew the answers to everything.
2 She pounded her clenched fist against the tall white pillar beside her, and she wished that she were Samson, so that she could pull down all of Twelve Oaks and destroy every person in it.
3 She sprawled back against a pillar of the porch and with a shaking hand unbuttoned her basque halfway down her bosom.
4 She lay back against the pillar in silence and Prissy, aware of her mood, tiptoed away into the darkness of the porch.
5 He was a "floorsman" at Jones's, and a wounded steer had broken loose and mashed him against a pillar.
6 Then he was forced to acknowledge that he could not go on without fainting; it almost broke his heart to do it, and he stood leaning against a pillar and weeping like a child.
7 Jurgis shrank back appalled, for he thought it was an accident; there fell a pillar of white flame, dazzling as the sun, swishing like a huge tree falling in the forest.
8 Turning like a headed deer, he shot, with the swiftness of an arrow, through a pillar of forked flame, and passing the whole multitude harmless, he appeared on the opposite side of the clearing.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 23 9 We just get fired around from pillar to post and get licked here and get licked there, and nobody knows what it's done for.
10 He wanted to see her, not against the tea urn, but with her glass green eyes and thick body, the neck was broad as a pillar, against an arum lily or a vine.
11 One towel passed round the throat and was secured at the back of the pillar.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 14. The Hound of the Baskervilles 12 They seemed distressed to find me, my arm against the overturned pillar, peering down the well.
13 Cranly, leaning against a pillar, was picking his teeth with a sharpened match, listening to some companions.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 14 He began to beat the frayed end of his ashplant against the base of a pillar.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 15 Temple sat on the pediment of a pillar, leaning back, his cap pulled down on his sleepy eyes.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5