Quotes About Blot

The Sudan bombing is a blot on the Clinton presidency, and a blot it ought to remain.

From a playing or managing point of view relegation is a blot on your CV that you don't want, but you have to live with it and try to bounce back.

The polarization of Congress; the decline of civility; and the rise of attack politics in the 1980s, the 1990s, and the early years of the new century are a blot on our political system and a disservice to the American people.

The whole westward expansion myth is seen as romantic. But it's a joke, a blot on American history.

We have a choice in our response to failure. We can condemn or we can learn. All of us fail, but this doesn't mean that we are failures. We need to understand that failing can be a step toward maturity, not a permanent blot on our self-esteem...We don't have to allow failure to prevent us from being used by God.

November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year, said Margaret, standing at the window one dull afternoon, looking out at the frostbitten garden. That's the reason I was born in it, observed Jo pensively, quite unconscious of the blot on her nose.

The well then contained death as it once contained merely water, frogs and harmless floating things. The horror of that death by drowning lived in the area behind the carvanda hedge like a mad relation, a family scandal or a hereditary illness waiting to re-emerge. It was a blot, a black and stinking blot.

Mr. Cope...' Povy began. Jem narrowed his eyes. 'The lad has a remarkably innocent face.' 'Innocence is a time of life, not an irrevocable blot.

It did not seem to them that anything that could happen in the future could blot out the wonder and beauty of the thing that had happened.

Even so, as was his custom, he writes the name in an abbreviated form: "Wllm Shaksp." It also has a large blot on the end of the surname, probably because of the comparatively low quality of the paper. Though it is only a deposition, it is also the only document in existence containing a transcript of Shakespeare speaking in his own voice.

To snuff a candle is pleasing. But to finish you, my dear, is to blot out a sun. How could I resist it?

The whole westward expansion myth is seen as romantic. But it's a joke, a blot on American history.

By 1892, enlightenment had progressed to the point where the Salem trials were simply an embarrassing blot on the history of New England. They were a part of the past that was best forgotten: a reminder of how far the human race had come in two centuries.

Examining the background of anyone can bring skeletons to our attention; a blot on the landscape can mar all what pleases the eye. This is how Malcolm Price was perceived by those who would stand back in fear of what he was all about, yet nothing could be further from the truth!

the blind fools, they devoured the cattle of the Sun and the Sungod blotted out the day of their return.

U.K. citizens fleeing the Middle East and Japan have been allowed to take their animal companions with them on evacuation flights. The U.S. is not so civilized, and that's a blot on our national copybook.

the greatest cruelty of madness is the power it has to blot out a person.

A human being survives by his ability to forget. Memory is always ready to blot out the bad and retain only the good.

In 1823 Thomas Jefferson, who as we shall see had long and painful experience with this incredible system, described it as, "The most dangerous blot on our Constitution, and one which some unlucky chance will some day hit." Today the danger is more grave than when Jefferson put his finger on it.

The Accusing Spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in; and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.

Live neither in the present nor the future, but in the eternal. The giant weed (of evil) cannot flower there this blot upon existence is wiped out by the very atmosphere of eternal thought.

O to blot out this garden to forget, to find a new beauty in some terrible wind-tortured place.

Writing my books I enjoy. It is the thinking them out that is apt to blot the sunshine from my life.

I remember, back in England, the man I had before Jeeves sneaked off to a meeting on his evening out and come back and denounced me in front of a crowd of chappies I was giving a bit of supper to as a useless blot on the fabric of Society.