Quotes About Imposing

Well, how was she going to defend herself? Now that she knew what it was, she felt perfectly happy. They thought, or Peter at any rate thought, that she enjoyed imposing herself; liked to have famous people about her; great names; was simply a snob in short. Well, Peter might think so. Richard merely thought it foolish of her to like excitement when she knew it was bad for her heart. It was childish, he thought. And both were quite wrong. What she liked was simply life.

The sky is a living thing when one is a desert dweller, stretched out, vast and imposing, with its constant dance of cloud and color, the visual equivalent of a movie soundtrack to one's life.

Their sterns rose high out of the water, towering as much as thirty feet over the waves

To have memory return is to find consciousness pervaded by a variety of identifications, all simultaneously composing and fragmenting a shared public space, until that space itself seems to authorise another, far more abstract and imposing 'I'.

Playful -- playful warbler,' said Mr Pecksniff. It may be observed in connection with his calling his daughter a 'warbler,' that she was not at all vocal, but that Mr Pecksniff was in the frequent habit of using any word that occurred to him as having a good sound, and rounding a sentence well without much care for its meaning. And he did this so boldly, and in such an imposing manner, that he would sometimes stagger the wisest people with his eloquence, and make them gasp again.

These two unions [of Egypt], the earliest great national organizations of men in history, brought before the minds of men an imposing fabric of the state which at length made a profound impression on religion. The forms of the state began to pass over into the world of the gods, and an important god would be called a king.

The boos always come from the cheap seats. We gain no wisdom by imposing our way on others

The time had come to give the rest of the galaxy a look at Darth Vader.

a monstrous bastion of arrogant elegance

Hernandez, on the other hand, was a physical specimen—even at seventeen.

You could tell just from looking at the building. Big

The United States must look beyond Mr. Putin. His regime may appear imposing, but it is rotting inside. His Russia is not a great power on par with America. It is a gas station run by a corrupt, autocratic regime.

...unforgivingly, and forcefully magnificent...

as you look up at these towering mound-people

Nothing could be more gracefully majestic than his step and manner, had they not been marked by a predominant air of haughtiness, easily acquired by the exercise of unresisted authority.

SHALL this be a short or a long chapter?—This is a question in which you, gentle reader, have no vote, however much you may be interested in the consequences; just as probably you may (like myself) have nothing to do with the imposing a new tax, excepting the trifling circumstance of being obliged to pay it. More

Such a visage, joined to the brawny form of the holy man, spoke rather of sirloins and haunches than of pease and pulse.

a giant capable of circumcising redwoods with his teeth...

He unrolls names like a splendid carpet.

The world is blinded by his fortune and consequence, or frightened by his high and imposing manners, and sees him only as he chooses to be seen.

She can't explain why she is choked up. She isn't entirely sure, other than the sweetness of Patrick's familiarity, an aching nostalgia for her youth, a reminder of all that is good, and solid, and stable. All that she once had. All that she has lost. Patrick has grown into a big man. Solid. Imposing. His embrace is all-enveloping, tight, stable. Like being held by a bear. Safe, she thinks. I am safe. And almost immediately after: I have come home.

pillared white mansion

Otro ejemplo de esta atención al detalle es la forma en que se construyó el castillo. Las piedras en la base son mayores que las que están cerca del tejado. Eso hace que el castillo parezca más grande, pero sin hacerlo demasiado imponente.

If ever there was a bloke at the very mention of whose name it would be excusable for people to tremble like aspens, that bloke is Sir Roderick Glossop. He has an enormous bald head, all the hair which ought to be on it seeming to have run into his eyebrows, and his eyes go through you like a couple of Death Rays. How are you, how are you, how are you? I said, overcoming a slight desire to leap backwards out of the window.