What is another word for sank into?

Pronunciation: [sˈaŋk ˌɪntʊ] (IPA)

The phrase "sank into" has various synonyms that can be used depending on the context. For instance, you can use words like "plunge," "descend," "fall," "dive", "immerse" to describe how someone or something has sunk into something else. These synonyms are often used in different situations to add more meaning and depth to the narrative. "Plunge" can be used to depict a sudden or forceful movement, while "immerse" can denote complete submersion or absorption in a particular activity or environment. "Descend" often implies a gradual sinking, while "fall" suggests an abrupt or accidental descent. These synonyms can be helpful in conveying the intended emotion or action in a given context.

What are the hypernyms for Sank into?

A hypernym is a word with a broad meaning that encompasses more specific words called hyponyms.

What are the opposite words for sank into?

The phrase "sank into" can be replaced with several antonyms depending on the context. For instance, one could use "rise out of" or "emerge from" when referring to coming out of a depressed state. If discussing a physical object or person, "stand up" or "ascend" might be appropriate. "Swell up" can replace "sank into" when describing an object or body part becoming enlarged. "Float" or "levitate" might work for a more ethereal connotation of sinking, such as in a dream or supernatural situation. Choosing the correct antonym for "sank into" depends on the specific situation in which the phrase is being used.

What are the antonyms for Sank into?

Famous quotes with Sank into

  • Even before Melanchthon sank into his grave, he was dismayed at seeing Lutheranism stiffen into dogmas and formulas, and heartbroken by a persecution from his fellow-Protestants more bitter than anything he had ever experienced from Catholics
    Andrew Dickson White
  • When we look at the age in which we live—no matter what age it happens to be—it is hard for us not to be depressed by it. The taste of the age is, always, a bitter one. “What kind of a time is this when one must envy the dead and buried!” said Goethe about his age; yet Matthew Arnold would have traded his own time for Goethe’s almost as willingly as he would have traded his own self for Goethe’s. How often, after a long day witnessing elementary education, School Inspector Arnold came home, sank into what I hope was a Morris chair, looked ’round him at the Age of Victoria, that Indian Summer of the Western World, and gave way to a wistful, exacting, articulate despair! Do people feel this way because our time is worse than Arnold’s, and Arnold’s than Goethe’s, and so on back to Paradise? Or because forbidden fruits—the fruits forbidden to us by time—are always the sweetest? Or because we can never compare our own age with an earlier age, but only with books about that age? We say that somebody doesn’t know what he is missing; Arnold, pretty plainly, didn’t know what he was having. The people who live in a Golden Age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks. Maybe we too are living in a Golden or, anyway, Gold-Plated Age, and the people of the future will look back at us and say ruefully: “We never had it so good.” And yet the thought that they will say this isn’t as reassuring as it might be. We can see that Goethe’s and Arnold’s ages weren’t as bad as Goethe and Arnold thought them: after all, they produced Goethe and Arnold. In the same way, our times may not be as bad as we think them: after all, they have produced us. Yet this too is a thought that isn’t as reassuring as it might be.
    Randall Jarrell
  • What is the world that lies around our own ? Shadowy, unsubstantial, and wonderful are the viewless elements, peopled with spirits powerful and viewless as the air which is their home. From the earth's earliest hour, the belief in the supernatural has been universal. At first the faith was full of poetry ; for, in those days, the imagination walked the earth even as did the angels, shedding their glory around the children of men. The Chaldeans watched from their lofty towers the silent beauty of night — they saw the stars go forth on their appointed way, and deemed that they bore with them the mighty records of eternity. Each separate planet shone on some mortal birth, and as its aspect was for good or for evil, such was the aspect of the fortunes that began beneath its light. Those giant watch-towers, with their grey sages, asked of the midnight its mystery, and held its starry roll to be the chronicle of this breathing world. Time past on, angels visited the earth no more, and the divine beliefs of young imagination grew earthlier. Yet poetry lingered in the mournful murmur of the oaks of Dodona, and in the fierce war song of the flying vultures, of whom the Romans demanded tidings of conquest. But prophecy gradually sank into divination, and it is a singular proof of the extent both of human credulity and of curiosity, to note the various methods that have had the credit of forestalling the future. From the stars to a tea-cup is a fall indeed —
    Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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