Quotes About Complained

Another Boston Globe editorial complained that the burden of proof "now shifts to the plaintiff "10—as if this were an unusual place for the burden of proof to be.

Among the students, the Phantom was often held up as a cautionary figure: Anybody who was too much of a grind or who lacked social graces was warned that he or she was "going to wind up like the Phantom."10 Yet if a new student complained that having him around made him feel uncomfortable, he was immediately warned: "He was a better mathematician than you'll ever be!

Seniors get to do all the jolly things," Owen complained as they walked to archery practice that first day. Neal glared at the chubby second-year with all the royal disdain of a vexed lion. He was limping from a staff blow to the knee. "You are a bloody minded-savage," he informed Owen sternly. "I hope you are kidnapped by centaurs.

But as the program got going, the smallest details became issues, even the very name of the disease. Pig farmers complained to the Centers for Disease Control that the name "swine flu" might frighten people away from eating pork. They asked, to no avail, that the flu's name be changed to "New Jersey

I might have been one of the first 'SportsCenter' anchors that complained that I wrote this great lead-in setting up a highlight, and that as I'm doing it, on camera, the final score is scrolling underneath my head.

WHEN UNCLE STAN rose in the morning, he somehow managed to wake the entire household. No one complained, as he was the breadwinner in the family, and in any case he was cheaper and more reliable than an alarm clock.

Grandpa wasn't a Jewish nationalist—he was a Jewish humanist, a spiritual, believing Jew, who complained not in an antique tongue called Hebrew but in colorful, rich, vernacular Yiddish.

I went camping and borrowed a circus tent by mistake. I didn't notice until I got it set up. People complained because they couldn't see the lake.

I got used to being uncomfortable, and I internalized the idea that my mentioning my discomfort made me fussy—"The princess and the pea," my mother once said, in irritation, making it clear that I was demanding too much when I complained.

Tom Fox's announcement came as a shock, even to congregants who complained about him. The most grief-stricken and rattled were those members who had come to the AUUCC during his reign and stayed because of him. Some of them loved Tom as some of us loved Sparlo, ardently and unconditionally. "It's good news hiding bad," muttered Charlotte as we shuffled toward the exit. "He's leaving, but we still have another whole year of him.

At home the children complained because I kept the thermostat at seventy-two degrees.