Quotes About Loathed

I doubt that I could create a character I loathed simply because when a character takes life, it is impossible not to be a little amazed by the phenomenon, and to find that the amazement has something of the quality of delight.

These words point in the right direction, but some of them, such as embarrassed, insulted, different, and ignored, can fade with time. Real shame requires more intensity. That's why the language of this next list may make you want to turn away, but it's much closer to shame. Unclean Dishonored Filthy Shunned Disgusting Defiled Outcast Unlovable Discarded Repulsive Disgraced Worthless Loathed Scorned Vile

But the bill was also loathed by the National Party because it would drain university sporting clubs of cash. Out in the bush, those clubs and that money mattered.

You know, we queens loathed rain at the beach, small cocks, and reality, I think. In that order.

I loathed my first term boarding at Bryanston school in Dorset. I hated being away from home; I think I had my parents in tears every time I spoke to them. I regret being so spoilt because within two terms I loved it.

And here, she said to herself, is the victim of the witch hunt, or its modern equivalent. Not much has changed. Witchcraft or sexual harassment: the tactics of persecution were much the same - the loathed enemy was identified and then demonised.

Change was Fate' the Romans said. well, Andreas loathed Fate, That Bitch.

She loathed stubborn men: they were so often underqualified and overpresumptuous.

The word quirky is so much more loathed than the word whimsy that it does not bear the time it would require to dissect its horrors. The choice to have a perceptible aesthetic at all is often called a quirk. The word quirky suggests that in a homogenized culture, difference has to be immediately defined, sequestered, and formally quarantined while being gently patted on the head.

Shelly wanted to control people. She loathed any scenario in which she wasn't the center square. It was like their family was a cult of some kind: Nikki had escaped first, then Sami. The world outside of Raymond was a more beautiful—and happy—place than Tori had ever thought possible.

As to Hemingway, I read him for the first time in the early 'forties, something about bells, balls and bulls, and loathed it.

All the terror I had dimly felt before rushed upon me actively and vividly, and I knew that I loathed the ancient and abhorrent creature so near me with an infinite intensity.

I loved the Army as an institution and loathed every single thing it required me to do.

Bond loathed and despised tea, that flat, soft, time-wasting opium of the masses

The royal brothers both adored and loathed one another, each aware that the others were continually trying to usurp their father's favor.

But the eighteenth century, on the whole, loathed melancholy.

I don't know if it's harder but when you're playing a real person you want to honor their memory - even if they're a criminal or someone that the public loathed. That can be challenging.

Like women in general, like Aries women in particular, like redheaded Aries women in greater particular, she loathed to be misunderstood. Injustice against others outraged her, injustice against herself set her to boiling like brimstone soup.

It is part of the essential Arsenal experience that they are loathed.

But what would cause Yankeedom eventually to be so loathed by the other nations was its desire—indeed, its mission—to impose its ways on everyone else. For the Puritans didn't merely believe they were God's chosen people, they believed God had charged each and every one of them to propagate his will on a corrupt and sinful world.

Chutes and Ladders was perhaps the most sadistic board game ever invented. Adults loathed the game; children loved it. The universe thus dictated that an adult invariably got snookered into playing the game with a child.

One wants to be loved, in lack thereof feared, in lack thereof loathed and despised. One wants to instil some sort of emotion in people. The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price.

When Mary Shelley took a local legend based on truth and crafted fiction from it, she'd made Victor a tragic figure and killed him off. He understood her dramatic purpose for giving him a death scene, but he loathed her for portraying him as tragic and as a failure.

Her skittishness was starting to irritate him. But then, it was typical. Women found him frightening, and he'd long since given up trying to be anything but what the world thought him to be: a devil. A monster. After all, his own mother had taught him he was something to be feared and loathed. She'd been terrified of him.