Beyond oblivious

Usage examples of catatonic.

Ennet House he sometimes wakes up in his Staff cellar bedroom down by the pay phone and tonic machine and looks out the sooty ground-level window by his bed and watches the catatonic touching the tree in her sheet and glasses, illuminated by Comm.

His moods were too unpredictable: one minute he would be in an almost catatonic funk, crouched in the back seat of a black Cadillac limousine with an overcoat over his head -- and then, with no warning at all, he would suddenly be out of the car at a red light somewhere in the Bronx, playing stickball in the street with a gang of teenage junkies.

Inside the front sedan, Harry, David, Harris Tanana, and Raymond Cosgrove sat like a crack team of catatonics.

She closed the cabin door quietly behind her and left him alone with her catatonic future self.

I sensed he was beginning to drift back into the catatonic escape, but Holmes was alert to this danger as well.

Enfield Marine Hospital complex is state- not city-owned, and that Ennet House residents are the only tenants who face the nightly car-moving problem, since just about everyone else is catatonic or enfeebled.

Even though there was no way she could have really been there, it was the first time Gately realized that the catatonic Mrs.

Half of our people have had to go catatonic, just to protect their sanity.

Espers went catatonic, or mute, or writhed helplessly on their beds as their power discharged on the air around them, out of their control.

Most of his bridge crew were catatonic, and the rest might as well be.

The others had taken their suppers upstairs on trays, all sharing the room where Rick lay in a frightening, almost catatonic trance.

Something on the order of reactive or toxic paranoia with a touch of catatonic obsessive minimania.

We await, I predict, the hero of «o«-action, the catatonic hero, the one beyond calm, divorced from all stimulus, carried here and there across sets by burly extras whose blood sings with retrograde amines.

Catatonic youths dressed as women in gowns of burlap and rotten rags, faces heavily and crudely painted in bright colors over a strata of beatings, arabesques of broken, suppurating scars to the pearly bone, push against the passer-by in silent clinging insistence.

Ned said, guiding the Jeep around the stump of a tree, blown apart in smoldering needles where a plasma bolt had struck it The first of the catatonic autochthones lay just beyond.