Quotes About Mocking

C'était vraiment horriblement romantique Ha ha ha...

enjoying the pressure of reading, thinking, while at my back is always the mocking tick: A Life is Passing. My Life.

The sense of his dynamic importance to them was so strong that Cyrion swept the crowd a low, half-mocking bow.

Mercurio was at times given to the darkest of dark reveries, cloaking them, masking them even from himself, with songs and tricks, or displays of mocking and mostly controlled lunacy.

And wanting nothing, regretting nothing, Peters smiled gratefully at life—running past, indifferent, ungrateful, treacherous, mocking, meaningless, alien—marvelous, marvelous, marvelous.

Todo esto lo hacía Raúl como si estuviera ausente, como si fuera una imagen en un espejo. Pero tenía otra Vez en la cara la expresión burlonamente decidida del que no vacila en arriesgarse a un juego que en el fondo le importa poco." (Cortázar, Los Prémios, XL)

They were generally run by young men who mocked authority and preached egalitarianism yet had no qualms about ordering everyone else around and stealing their comrades' girlfriends.

I probably shouldn't mock our family. House Davar is distinctive and enduring." Jushu raised his cup. Wikim nodded sharply. "Of course," she added, "the same could be said for a wart.

Mocking a woman is like drinking too much wine. It may be fun for a short time, but the hangover is hell.

To see evil and call it good, mocks God. Worse, it makes goodness meaningless. A word without meaning is an abomination, for when the word passes beyond understanding the very thing the word stands for passes out of the world and cannot be recalled.

Oh yes, I have learned much from Tremorlor, and so assume a like strategy. Silence, a faint mocking smile suggesting I know more than I do, an air of mystery, yes, and fell knowledge. None could guess my confusion, my host of deluded illusions and elusive delusions!

But with all their mocking they had only hardened his resolve. And the odd thing was, they took a perverse pleasure in it, as though they really didn't want him to recant. He could see the excitement in their faces, and he almost pitied them their devilish obsession. Their souls were in more peril than his. His body might burn, but their souls were being consumed by the fires of their hatred. (p. 365-366)

I don't know what was more exhausting—being forced to spew out overwrought poetry for hours on end or having that little girl gaze at me all night as if I hung the moon." A wry smile touched Adrian's lips. "Didn't you?" "No," Julian retorted, lifting the decanter to the sky in a mocking toast. "Only the stars.

That sounds like magic. There is not supposed to be any magic in Westland." "He says it's not; that anyone can learn. He's always trying to teach me. He mocks me whenever I say it looks like it will rain. His eyes get real big and he says, 'Magic! You must have magic, my boy, to read the clouds and know the future so.

They are tragic,' said Vetinari, 'and we laugh at their tragedy as we laugh at our own. The painted grin leers out at us from the darkness, mocking our insane belief in order, logic, status, the reality of reality. The mask knows that we are born on the banana skin that leads only to the open manhole cover of doom, and all we can hope for are the cheers of the crowd.

There was a knife in his hand. He gave me a tight, mocking smile as he moved to the slab. "Wing or a thigh? Ah, I'm afraid we don't have any thighs left." He sliced into the Fae.

It looks like you're mocking me as if I am a girl who still believes in Santa Claus." Emily says.

She looked him full in the face with the most amazed expression. Even now he could not think of it without a shudder. And after a horribly long stare Alison had burst out laughing yes, laughing. She laughed so hard that she choked herself and someone had to beat her on the back. Finally she excused herself from the table. And all through that tormenting evening whenever he looked at her she gave him such a mocking smile.

VENTRESS: (MOCKING) Because, repeat after me, younglings, hate leads to suffering and suffering leads… KY NAREC: (GHOST) Yes? VENTRESS: To the dark side. Do you know what? Yes. Yes, it does. (TAKES A DRINK) And I for one like it here.

Guys on Team U.S.A. were calling me Iggy just to mess with me. I've been called that since I was a kid. I don't care.

Above the youth's inspired and flashing eyes/I see the motley, mocking fool's-cap rise.

And then the sly arch-lover that he was, he said the subtlest thing of all: that the lover was nearer the divine than the beloved; for the god was in the one but not in the other - perhaps the tenderest, most mocking thought that ever was thought, and source of all the guile and secret bliss the lover knows.

It's nothing he can see or lay hands on-sudden gases, a violence upon the air and no trace afterward...a Word, spoken with no warning into your ear, and then silence forever. Beyond its invisibility, beyond hammerfall and doomcrack, here is its real horror, mocking, promising him death with German and precise confidence, laughing down all of Tantivy's quiet decencies...no, no bullet with fins, Ace...not the Word, the one Word that rips apart the day....

It is an ajtys—a singing-duel. The boy and girl stand in the eye of the village carrying on a mocking well-I-sort-of-like-you-even-if-there's-one-or-two-weird-things-about-you-for-instance—kind of game while the tune darts in and out of qobyz and dombra strummed and plucked.