Quotes About Disgust

The vine bears three kinds of grapes: the first of pleasure, the second of intoxication, the third of disgust.

Disgust is a very powerful tool for bringing about crowd violence. If a group can be dehumanized and made into the Other, the 'them,' to treat that group horribly is made much easier.

If selling had been part of his job description, Rusbridger, who never met a pound he had to earn that didn't disgust him in some visceral way, would have been disqualified long ago. Indeed, his early enthusiasm for the Internet - and a continuing principle of faith for him - was that it was free.

Oh, no,' she responded, with all the emotion one greets a stain on an old T-shirt.

It smells like someone put Oka cheese in a sweaty sock, wrapped it in an old banana peel, then sat on it," she said. "For ten years.

It was the kind of talk that made me want to break off a limb and take to whacking her and that bunch of hypocrites across the back of the head.

And soon afterwards this manuscript will appear, my final book... There will be outrage and disgust and people will turn on me at the last, they will hate me, my reputation will for ever be destroyed, my punishment earned, self-inflicted like this gunshot wound, and the world will finally know that I was the greatest feather man of them all.

It's so gross when teachers lick their finger and then give the paper to me. I don't really want your dried coffee on my paper.

We are disgusted by the things that we desire, and we desire what disgusts us.

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

Fear is danger to your body, but disgust is danger to your soul.

Listen, I'd rather lie naked in a plowed field under an incontinent horse for a week than have to read that paragraph again!

I experienced a strange tumultuous excitement that was pleasurable, ever and anon, mingled with a vague sense of fear and disgust. I had no distinct thoughts about her while such scenes lasted, but I was conscious of a love growing into adoration, and also of abhorrence. This I know is paradox, but I can make no other attempt to explain the feeling.

The central attitudes driving the Drill Sergeant are: I need to control your every move or you will do it wrong. I know the exact way that everything should be done. You shouldn't have anyone else — or any thing else — in your life besides me. I am going to watch you like a hawk to keep you from developing strength or independence. I love you more than anyone in the world, but you disgust me. (!!)

Don't threaten me, you piece of filth.

The boy had a good whiff of his dog, who, in spite of his partial bath, smelled awful, worse than pigshit mixed with buzzard vomit, how could he stand himself?

I hate beyond hate.

Mr. Gonzalez watched Mr. Zalatimo probing his long index finger high into one of his nostrils. What would this one do? His feet tingled with fear.

It is those who have the distinction of privilege who set the standards of disgust with failure.

Broke ni... make me sick, throw up.

I watched his face for surprise or disgust, even terror. But he only nodded. "She told me." Of course she had. She was a poisoner at heart; she wanted to be sure I came as villain, not saviour.

The king of Argos made a noise of disgust. "I'm sick to death of this tale about your marriage bed." "Then perhaps you shouldn't have suggested I tell it." "And perhaps you should get some new stories, so I don't fucking kill myself of boredom.

For millennia there have been men who react with horror and disgust to women's independence, men who desire women yet hate them, and who take refuge in fantasies of purity and control. What would it be like to live with such a man as your husband? There are too many today who could answer that. But that is the mark of a good source myth; it is water so wide it can reach across centuries. I hope you enjoyed the swim.

I understood now the disgust in my father's eye. His moron son, confessing all. I recalled how his jaw had hardened as I spoke. He does not deserve to be king.