"Cloddish" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... stumbled into the room. His boot caught, and he pitched, but saved himself and stood swaying, heavily looking at Drake. The hair curled dense over his bull head, his mustache was spread with his grin, the light of cloddish humor and destruction burned in his big eye. The clay had buried the spirit ...
— The Jimmyjohn Boss and Other Stories • Owen Wister |
