What is thread?

  • (noun): A fine cord of twisted fibers (of cotton or silk or wool or nylon etc.) used in sewing and weaving.
    Synonyms: yarn
    See also — Additional definitions below

More definitions of "thread":

  • (noun): The connections that link the various parts of an event or argument together.
    Example: "He lost the thread of his argument"
    Synonyms: train of thought
  • (verb): Thread on or as if on a string.
    Example: "Thread dried cranberries"
    Synonyms: string, draw
  • (noun): Any long object resembling a thin line.
    Example: "From the air the road was a gray thread"; "a thread of smoke climbed upward"
    Synonyms: ribbon
  • (verb): To move or cause to move in a sinuous, spiral, or circular course.
    Synonyms: weave, wind, meander, wander
  • (noun): The raised helical rib going around a screw.
    Synonyms: screw thread
  • (verb): Remove facial hair by tying a fine string around it and pulling at the string.
    Example: "She had her eyebrows threaded"
  • (verb): Pass through or into.
    Example: "Thread tape"; "thread film"
  • (verb): Pass a thread through.
    Example: "Thread a needle"

Famous quotes containing the word thread:

    Fate forces its way to the powerful and violent. With subservient obedience it will assume for years dependency on one individual: Caesar, Alexander, Napoleon, because it loves the elemental human being who grows to resemble it, the intangible element. Sometimes, and these are the most astonishing moments in world history, the thread of fate falls into the hands of a complete nobody but only for a twitching minute.
    Stefan Zweig (18811942)

    There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. It’s another thing, though, to hold up that cloth for inspection.
    John Gregory Brown (20th century)

    Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly
    Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky—
    So this winged hour is dropped to us from above.
    Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
    This close-companioned inarticulate hour
    When twofold silence was the song of love.
    Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828–1882)