"Safety valve" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... day on the Mississip, And her day come at last— The Movastar was a better boat, But the Belle she wouldn't be passed. And so come tearin' along that night— The oldest craft on the line, With a nigger squat on her safety valve, And her furnace ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... to the barn chamber—the dear old ladder that used to be my safety valve!—and pitched down the last forkful of grandfather's hay that will ever be eaten by any visiting horse. They WILL be delighted to hear that it is all gone; they have grumbled at it ...
— New Chronicles of Rebecca • Kate Douglas Wiggin
... returned there was always a grand cleaning, with the windows open, and Blanche—her head bound turbanwise in a towel—appearing at a window every few minutes to shake out a dustcloth. She seemed to put an enormous amount of energy into those cleanings—as if they were a sort of safety valve. ...
— Cheerful—By Request • Edna Ferber
... water-to-carbide generators Action of carbide-to-water generators Use of oil in generator Rising gasholder Deterioration of acetylene on storage Freezing and its avoidance Corrosion in apparatus Isolation of holder from generator Water-seals Vent pipes and safety valve Frothing in generator Dry process of generation ...
— Acetylene, The Principles Of Its Generation And Use • F. H. Leeds and W. J. Atkinson Butterfield
... are thinking of events, at home? You will marvel that I can write at such length when the very skies seem to be pressing down upon us. But it is the greatest relaxation possible and a kind of safety valve. It makes me think of some lines of Shakespeare where different conditions "oft make the wise dumb and teach the fool to speak." So I write on. The news we get may not be altogether authentic, as we receive nothing now except by word of mouth. By report it seems ...
— Lige on the Line of March - An American Girl's Experiences When the Germans Came Through Belgium • Glenna Lindsley Bigelow
... mad at the trick that had been played you. You were so mad, you started talking to yourself as a safety valve—blowing off mental steam. You've spent a lot of time in the desert—alone. Men like that frequently talk aloud their thoughts, just to hear a human voice. You made matters pretty plain to me before you knew there was any one within miles of you. For instance, you're not at all sure this ...
— The Trail of the White Mule • B. M. Bower |
