An ideograph is like a brush painting, a Japanese brush painting.

Brush size

Paint incrementally

Calligraphic Brush

Toothbrush, cool.

Meet, Madame Garderobe.

...and paintbrushes.

One toothbrush.

If we take the toothbrush I don't think about the toothbrush.

I can design for you a new toothbrush, new toilet brush, something like that.

Where's the toothbrush?

No, no!

I forgot your toothbrush.

Brushes of every description.

My mouth feels dry, do you have a toothbrush?

And we're the ones that hold the paintbrush.

It's a toothbrush, thanks.

Ill bring my toothbrush tomorrow.

I mean, yes, lemon squeezer, toilet brush, toothpick, beautiful toilet seats, and why not a toothbrush?

You! What did you use my toothbrush for?

We now wield the paintbrush.

I don't try to design the toothbrush.

So I'll try with death.

Toothbrush, pyjamas, hotwater bottle?

I forgot my toothbrush. I'd better go back for it.

Get me a hairbrush, a comb, get me everything.

So you play chess with Death?

He's playing chess with Death.

The one who uses this toothbrush isn't my mother.

I simply tied the end of a paintbrush onto a twig.

And to understand what will be the effect of the toothbrush in the mouth,

I put in some towels, soap and a toothbrush.

This is a little piano circuit right in here, and this is an ordinary paintbrush that I smashed it together with.

It's death for anyone to sympathize with the condemned.

And perhaps at evening I see the hunters returning with a single brush trailing from their sleigh for a trophy, seeking their inn.

When somebody comes to me and ask for what I am known, I mean, yes, lemon squeezer, toilet brush, toothpick, beautiful toilet seats, and why not a toothbrush?

Whoever uses this toothbrush is not my mother.

Then we pick up a toothbrush, and we squeeze some of the Salvodent along the bristles, like so.

We wouldn't be caught dead with men.

And instant death on every wave appears.

Martha sat up on her heels, with her blacking brush in her hand, and laughed, without seeming the least out of temper.

And all of this with a promise to keep silent under threat of death.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I thought, okay, sex death, sex death, death for sex it seemed pretty reasonable at the time, but with each passing year,

Martha stared at her a moment curiously before she took up her polishing brush and began to rub the grate again.