"He sits ravelling out his life into a multitude of golden threads," went on Ferdinand with a bow, his steely eyes trying to look gentle.
"The Great Hunger"
Johan Bojer
Was he ravelling out his life into golden threads that vanished and were forgotten?
"The Great Hunger"
Johan Bojer
She was the beginning of several desirable things, but the pattern was in no instance finished, and was always ravelling out on one side or the other.
"From Jest to Earnest"
E. P. Roe