Four hoarse blasts of a ship's whistle still raise the hair on my neck and set my feet to tapping. John Steinbeck
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bend by the same wintry fever. Dylan Thomas
Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling. Gustave Flaubert
Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclined. John Gay
The wrathfull winter proching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybarde the treene, And olde Saturnus, with his frosty face With chilling cold had pearst the tender greene. Thomas Sackville, 1st Earl of Dorset
Satire has a great big glaring target. If successful, it blasts a great big hole in the center. Directness there must be and singleness of aim: it is all aim, all trajectory. Wyndham Lewis