Quotes About Insults

My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong. (2 Cor. 12:9–10)

The unflattering reviews are painful for short periods of time; the badly written ones are deeply, deeply insulting. That reviewer took no time to really read the book.

They were nothing but ravens—I knew that—what they thought of me could be a matter of no consequence—and yet when even a raven shouts after you, What a hat! Oh, pull down your vest! and that sort of thing, it hurts you and humiliates you, and there is no getting around it with fine reasoning and pretty arguments. Animals

When a person's last response was Saumensch or Saukerl or Arschloch, you knew you had them beaten.

El anciano se enderezó y empezó a insultarlos con un fervor

When a person's last response was Saumensch or Saukerl or Arschloch, you knew you had them beaten.

It was so vehement, and prolific. Every second word was either Saumensch or Saukerl or Arschloch. For people who aren't familiar with these words, I should explain. Sau, of course, refers to pigs. In the case of Saumensch, it serves to castigate, berate or plain humiliate a female. Saukerl (pronounced 'saukairl') is for a male.

Insults are only really effective, she said, when the person insulted cares for the good opinion of the insulter

I cannot hide my anger to spare you guilt, nor hurt feelings, nor answering anger; for to do so insults and trivializes all our efforts. Guilt is not a response to anger; it is a response to one's own actions or lack of action. If it leads to change then it can be useful, since it is then no longer guilt but the beginning of knowledge.

I cannot hide my anger to spare you guilt, nor hurt feelings, nor answering anger; for to do so insults and trivializes all our efforts. Guilt is not a response to anger; it is a response to one's own actions or lack of action.

In addition to calling each other standard names like bitch and whore, the Finches incorporated Freud's stages of psychosexual development into their arsenal of invectives.

No insults, please! said Pugg. For I am not your usual uncouth pirate, but refined and with a Ph.D., and therefore extremely high-strung.

I love it when someone insults me. That means that I don't have to be nice anymore.

Schellenberg had the habit of calling people he didn't like whores, and this term suited him well - and when I think about it, it's true that the insults people prefer, the ones that come most spontaneously to their lips, often in the end reveal their own hidden faults, since they naturally hate what they most resemble.

Only the left sees terms like flag-waver, jingoist, and super-patriot as insults. Patriotism, in their view, is bad. They don't believe this, because they're globalists.

Cook with Comali' was a rebirth of sorts for me. I never wanted to be on television because I wanted to be an actor. I didn't have contacts nor did I come from an affluent family. I have faced a lot of insults, rejections and have been pushed to the bottom but I didn't give up.

Your notion of what dignity demands is so different from a Roman's. A Roman noble might swallow a dozen insults which a Sarmatian would kill for, but he'd be outraged at the suggestion he could rest in a stable.

It is customary for emperors who listen to bishops to hurl insults at the very civilization that created them.

A graceful taunt is worth a thousand insults.

I'm accustomed to Internet forums where rudeness and incivility are the rule, where too many people seem to take pride in their insults.

House-training, I must tell you, is a formality that can elude young dachshunds for some time; this is particularly true in climates that affront their sensibilities with outrageous meteorological insults. Rain, for example, or a startling gust of wind.

He was seeing the full extent of her failure—in the immensity of his own indifference. The droning stream of her insults was like the sound of a distant riveting machine, a long, impotent pressure that reached nothing within him.

Had to be here to understand," he had said. He'd meant here in Chicago; but he could also have meant here in my shoes, an older black man who still burns from a lifetime of insults, of foiled ambitions, of ambitions abandoned before they've been tried. I asked myself if I could truly understand that. I assumed, took for granted, that I could. Seeing me, these men had made the same assumption.

Drizzle pricked her ears. "Yesterday she said that I was as dumb as a water vole. But I'm not." "Of course you're not!" Pine Needle's whiskers twitched mischievously. "You're dumber.