Quotes About Disgust

I find the whole Blairish idea more and more repugnant every day. 'New Labour': the term itself is so trashy. Kind of ersatz.

rectangular slab of mincemeat that everyone, including the servers, referred to as baked turd.

James' hot lunch was watery mash, peas and a rectangular slab of mincemeat that everyone, including the servers, referred to as baked turd.

I had forgotten. Disgust shadows desire. Another life is never safely envied.

It was colorful and elaborate—Kayla's website, not the puke

The White Prophet and the Catalyst!" she cried in disgust. "Rather name them as they are, the Fool and the Idiot. Of all the careless, foolish things to do!

He is a Stinkard.

Leave me in peace, the sight of you is abhorrent to me.

But why is it that if you imagine a baby who smells of milk, for example, you can't help smiling? Why is there such an agreement around the world about what is or isn't a foul smell? Who decided what smells bad? Is it impossible that somewhere in this world there are people who, if they sat next to a homeless fellow they'd get the urge to snuggle up to him, but if they sat next to a baby they'd get an urge to kill it?

Nog remembered what an Earth-style omelet was made from, from his time at Starfleet Academy—bird eggs and flavored mold. In a word, revolting.

Ah! Seigneur! donnez-moi la force et le courage De contempler mon coeur et mon corps sans de go u" t. Lord! give me the strength and the courage To see my heart and my body without disgust.

Spiritual strength and passion, when accompanied by bad manners, only provoke loathing.

I often feel more disgust than pride about this kind of success. So there's no regret whatsoever.

I do believe that disgust makes me sicker than hatred.

I'm frightened of eggs, worse than frightened, they revolt me. That white round thing without any holes … have you ever seen anything more revolting than an egg yolk breaking and spilling its yellow liquid? Blood is jolly, red. But egg yolk is yellow, revolting. I've never tasted it.

People in the courtroom let loose with their disgust, cursing us, d--ning us, we who had become less than human. Marranos. Pigs. As for me, I felt something rise in my throat: the horror of the world of men.

Familiarity breeds sentiment before contempt.

Achievement is the death of endeavor and the birth of disgust.

No. Just no. The hairiness, and the lumpiness, and the great big fumbling fingers and … balls. I mean, balls. What's that about? That is one singularly unattractive piece of anatomy. That is just … that is bad design, is what that is

Fucking pinks," she hissed to herself.

The girl's pretty little-girl face had deformed, lips stretching wide, becoming like the mouth of a flukeworm, a ragged pink hole encircled with teeth going all the way down her gullet. Her tongue was black, and her breath stank of old meat.

It tastes better than a rock." Allie tossed back the quarter inch Harper had given her in a single swallow, then made a face. "Oh, God. No it doesn't. This is piss. Like drinking gasoline after someone stirred it with a Butterfinger. Or like a banana smoothie that went rotten. Horrible." "You

"there is some s. I will not eat"

If you introduce the human figure you at once arouse either disgust or desire.