Fiction isn't made by scraping the bones of topicality for the last shreds and sinews, to be processed into mechanically recovered prose. Like journalism, it deals in ideas as well as facts, but also in metaphors, symbols and myths.
Good company and good discourse are the very sinews of virtue.
Money is the sinews of love, as of war.
I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.
Libyans have to work together for a new Libya. They should keep in place the sinews of security.
The sinews of war are infinite money.
Revenge... is like a rolling stone, which, when a man hath forced up a hill, will return upon him with a greater violence, and break those bones whose sinews gave it motion.
Habit with it's iron sinews, clasps us and leads us day by day.
It's kind of a language I've developed over time that's basically breaking up the face into components and planes. Inside each plane, I draw gradation marks, and when planes come together, they form sinews, a hairlike weave that's like a landscape of the face.
Let my skin and sinews and bones dry up, together with all the flesh and blood of my body! I welcome it! But I will not move from this spot until I have attained the supreme and final wisdom.