What is another word for in back of?

Pronunciation: [ɪn bˈak ɒv] (IPA)

"In back of" is a common phrase used to indicate the position of an object or person relative to another. However, there are a number of synonyms that can be used in place of this phrase to add variety to your writing. Some examples include "behind," "at the rear of," "on the other side of," "following," "trailing," and "in the wake of." Each of these phrases can convey a slightly different connotation, so it's important to select the appropriate synonym based on the intended meaning of your sentence. Experiment with different options to find the best fit for your writing style.

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

What are the opposite words for in back of?

The phrase "in back of" is commonly used to mean behind or at the rear of something or someone. Antonyms for this phrase include "in front of," which means situated ahead or anteriorly, and "on top of," meaning directly above or superior to something. Another antonym for "in back of" is "beside," which means next to or alongside of something or someone. "Within" and "inside" are also antonyms that indicate a position within something, rather than behind it. Finally, "before" and "ahead" are two more antonyms, suggesting a position ahead of something, rather than behind it.

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Famous quotes with In back of

  • In 'thinking up' music I usually have some kind of a brass band with wings on it in back of my mind.
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  • I checked myself out in that funeral parlour scene. I saw myself laughing, because there was a shot of Ed and I together and Mary was right in back of us. My head turned from the camera and I saw myself laughing, because Mary was absolutely brilliant in that thing.
    Gavin MacLeod
  • And the boy was right in back of her, his neck thin as a pencil. "My name is Thomas," he said. "Thomas Neary." She didn't answer. "The horse's name is Alfred, in case you want to know." He screwed up his face. "Or maybe Fernando."
    Patricia Reilly Giff
  • He knew what she'd be reading first as she started from the beginning, reading what he'd had to say when he was younger, and then growing older, stories at first about tiny mice who lived in families in back of the wall, and stories about school, and apartments in Greenpoint and Carnasie and Flatbush, elves in Ireland that he'd pictured as Pop had told him about them, and the woman with lace on her sleeves. She kept turning pages, and then halfway through, she whispered, "Water Street." Thomas knew she was reading now about a boy who listened at a register, thinking about a family, and a lighthouse, and then she turned the next page and took a breath. It was the story he really wanted her to see: a story about a girl who though less of herself than everyone else did, who worried about everyone, even when she didn't want to, even when it made her irritable. A girl who was afraid, and who hardly knew it yet, but was on her way to being a healer like her mother, because there'd never be anything else for her, and how lucky they were just to know her.
    Patricia Reilly Giff
  • At Bishop they learn'd that Dixon had been buried in back of the Quaker Meeting-House in Staindrop. Doctor Isaac stay'd with his Father, step for step. At the grave, which by Quaker custom was unmark'd, Mason beseech'd what dismally little he knew of God, to help Dixon through. The grass was long and beaded with earlier rain. A Cat emerg'd from it and star'd for a long time, appearing to know them. "Dad?" Doc had taken his arm. For an instant, unexpectedly, Mason saw the little Boy who, having worried about Storms at Sea, as Beasts in the Forest, came running each time to make sure his father had return'd safely, — whose gift of ministering to others Mason was never able to see, let alone accept, in his blind grieving, his queasiness of Soul before a life and a death, his refusal to touch the Baby, tho' 'twas not possible to blame him.... The Boy he had gone to the other side of the Globe to avoid was looking at him now with nothing in his face but concern for his Father. "Oh, Son." He shook his Head. He didn't continue. "It's your Mate," Doctor Isaac assur'd him, "It's what happens when your Mate dies."
    Thomas Pynchon

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