"Friable" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... appearances of abrupt fracture, are those of that grey or black limestone above described (Chap. x. Sec. 4), formed into a number of thin layers or leaves, commonly separated by filmy spreadings of calcareous sand, hard when dry, but easily softened by moisture; the whole, considered as a mass, easily friable, though particular beds may be very thick and hard. Imagine a layer of such substance, three or four thousand feet thick, broken with a sharp crash through the middle, and one piece of it thrown up ...
— Modern Painters, Volume IV (of V) • John Ruskin
... rocks but little elevated above the level of the sea, and having in its centre a lagoon or salt-water lake, which generally communicates by a deep narrow channel with the sea. The ring of rocks is flat on the surface, which is composed of friable soil, and sustains a luxuriant vegetation, chiefly of cocoa-nut palms. It is seldom more than half a mile in breadth between the sea and lagoon, sometimes only three or four hundred yards. The outer margin of the ring is the highest, and it slopes gradually down ...
— Wonders of Creation • Anonymous
... cover-slips which show much adherent dirty matter, and rub them between thumb and forefinger under the water tap. The dirt usually rubs off easily, as it has become friable from ...
— The Elements of Bacteriological Technique • John William Henry Eyre
... structure forty days after they were made, while the top and bottom were 5 cm. thick, and consisted of concrete 1:3:3, moulded in situ and covered by the tide within twenty-four hours of being laid. The concrete moulded in situ hardened a little at first, and then became soft when damp, and friable when dry, and white efflorescence appeared on the surface. In a short time the waves broke this concrete away, and exposed the reinforcement, which rusted and disappeared, with the result that in less than four years holes were made right through the concrete. ...
— The Sewerage of Sea Coast Towns • Henry C. Adams
... his grey cloak, His head upon a pile of caked thin leaves Whose life had dried up full two years ago. Their flakes shook in the breath from those moist lips; The vow his kiss would seal must prove, I knew As friable as that pale ashen fritter; It had more body than reason dare expect From that so beautiful creature's best intent. He waking found me no more there; and wanders Through tna's woods to-day Calling at times, or questioning charcoal burners, Till he shall strike a road shall lead him ...
— Georgian Poetry 1911-12 • Various
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