Unable to sit still for a moment

 

Christopher Marley, Lambent Prism, 2020,
butterflies, beetles 40 in. x 40 in.

From Robert Caro's Master of the Senate   (p. 592).  I love the catalog of participles.  In the second paragraph, all of the evidence to show that he was "unable to sit still for a moment."

With the vote all but upon him now, he seemed always to be in motion. and the motion would be faster, almost frenzied. As he talked to senators, his hands never stopped moving, gesturing expressively, chopping the air with that snake-killing gesture, opening a palm to illustrate a point, punching the air with a fist, jabbing a lapel with a finger, patting a senator's shoulder, straightening his tie, grabbing his lapel, hugging him if he agreed to the proposition being made.

If he dropped down into his own front-row center chair, he might sprawl down in it, stretch out both long legs across the aisle, or lean far back, crossing them. But he wouldn't stay in any pose long. "Jiggling, scratching, crossing and uncrossing his legs," leaning back in his chair with a hand up to his face as he whispered to Russell close behind him or to a senator who had approached with information or an inquiry, pulling out a tally sheet, writing something on it, tucking it back in his pocket, "he seemed," in the words of one report, "simply unable to sit still for a moment." Abruptly, galvanized by a sudden thought, he would leap out of his seat, "going from slouched to almost frenetic in an instant,” as another reporter put it, to rush over to a senator.