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Pick

verb

(past & past part. picked; pres. part. picking)

1.

Select carefully from a group. "He picked his way carefully"

2.

Look for and gather. Synonyms: cull, pluck. "Pick flowers"

3.

Harass with constant criticism. Synonyms: blame, find fault.

4.

Provoke.

5.

Remove in small bits.

6.

Remove unwanted substances from, such as feathers or pits. Synonym: clean.

7.

Pilfer or rob.

8.

Pay for something. Synonym: foot. "Pick up the burden of high-interest mortgages" , "Foot the bill"

9.

Pull lightly but sharply with a plucking motion. Synonyms: pluck, plunk.

10.

Attack with or as if with a pickaxe of ice or rocky ground, for example. Synonym: break up.

11.

Hit lightly with a picking motion. Synonyms: beak, peck.

12.

Eat intermittently; take small bites of. Synonyms: nibble, piece. "She never eats a full meal--she just nibbles"

noun

1.

The person or thing chosen or selected. Synonyms: choice, selection.

2.

The quantity of a crop that is harvested. Synonym: picking. "It was the biggest peach pick in years"

3.

The best people or things in a group. Synonym: cream.

4.

The yarn woven across the warp yarn in weaving. Synonyms: filling, weft, woof.

5.

A small thin device (of metal or plastic or ivory) used to pluck a stringed instrument. Synonyms: plectron, plectrum.

6.

A thin sharp implement used for removing unwanted material.

7.

A heavy iron tool with a wooden handle and a curved head that is pointed on both ends. Synonyms: pickax, pickaxe.

8.

A basketball maneuver; obstructing an opponent with one's body.

9.

The act of choosing or selecting. Synonyms: choice, option, selection. "You can take your pick"

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"Pick" Quotes from Famous Books

... falls across the forehead and eyes of the sleeper, but he never stirs. It is close upon midnight, and the heat seems to be increasing. The open square in front of the Mosque is crowded with corpses; and a man must pick his way carefully for fear of treading on them. The moonlight stripes the Mosque's high front of coloured enamel work in broad diagonal bands; and each separate dreaming pigeon in the niches and corners of the masonry throws a squab little shadow. Sheeted ghosts rise up wearily ...

— Life's Handicap • Rudyard Kipling

... talk pretty lucidly at times, but it isn't anything that can be of any use to us. He doesn't seem to have taken much notice of the position of the valley, he apparently thought at the time that it would be very simple to pick it up again, and I fancy that Bradby must have confirmed him in that view. He couldn't have taken into account the way they had twisted about in the mountains. It's the simplest thing in the world to lose yourself here, ...

— The Lost Valley • J. M. Walsh

... months I shall do nothing more militant than to pick imaginary threads off your coat lapel and pout when you mention business. At the end of those three months we'll go into private session, compare notes, and determine whether the plan shall cease or become permanent. ...

— Emma McChesney & Co. • Edna Ferber

... over-conscientious, stiff-necked fool, I should have lost her within the last twenty-four hours. I have had to fight and scheme as I have never fought and schemed before, to keep them apart. I have had to pick my way through shoals innumerable, hold myself down when I have been burning to grip her by the wrists and tell her that all that a man could offer a woman was hers. Selingman, this sounds ...

— Mr. Grex of Monte Carlo • E. Phillips Oppenheim

... rifle was empty; but he didn't move, so I rushed for'ard an' drew the pistol out o' his belt and let fly in the bull's ribs jist as it ran the poor man down. Martin came up that moment an' put a ball through its heart, an' then we went to pick up the natter-list. He came to in a little, an' the first thing he said was, 'Where's my revolver?' When I gave it to him he looked at it, an' said with a solemcholy shake o' the head, 'There's a whole barrel-full lost!' It turned out that he had taken to usin' the barrels for bottles to ...

— The Dog Crusoe and His Master - A Story of Adventure in the Western Prairies • Robert Michael Ballantyne

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