Quotes About Repulsion

Half of him wanted to pull Finnigin close, absorb his flesh, because of their similarity. The other half of him was repulsed, unnerved. Finnigin's expressions, being more mobile than Ays; seemed a parody.

She cringed at the clichè.

His face was finely-boned and should have appeared handsome, but there was something repellant about him that had little to do with appearances.

Just like the poles of a magnet, some people are drawn to death and others are repulsed by it, but we all have to deal with it.

The best characters are the ones that somehow manage to be both attractive and repulsive at the same time. If you do that, you're at the center of the universe - if you can find characters who are more ambiguous and can raise more questions than answers.

You're a mess, I confess, I despise you in the best kind of way.

If I were very offensive, do you suppose they would go away now?

Just the mention of that woman's name gives me hives

I loathe and detest heavy metal.

but my stomach rebelled anew at the sight of the separated chicken leg on my plate, the white knob of bone glistening through the cooked tendons. It didn't look like food. It looked like a piece of a dismembered corpse. Eating it, I knew, was a practical impossibility.

I'm not interested. I never liked him. He's some sort scoundrel.

The elevator was of the new sort that ran by gravitic repulsion. Gaal entered and others flowed in behind him. The operator closed a contact. For a moment, Gaal felt suspended in space as gravity switched to zero, and then he had weight again in small measure as the elevator accelerated upward. Deceleration followed and his feet left the floor. He squawked against his will. The operator called out, Tuck your feet under the railing. Can't you read the sign?

But the moment came when Pancha's pregnancy was obvious even to him. He felt repulsed by her. He began to see her as an enormous container that held a formless, gelatinous mass that he was unable to view as his own child.

Zombies, mummies - they're disgusting and gross. You don't want to make out with a mummy. At least, I don't.

Many people believe they are attracted by God, or by Nature when they are only repelled by Man.

Shopping turns me off.

She had a ghostly pallor and a dreadful expression, she wore clothes that were out of keeping with the styles of the present-day; she had kept her distance from me and she had not spoken. Something emanating from her still, silent presence, in each case by a grave, had communicated itself to me so strongly that I had felt indescribable repulsion and fear. And she had appeared and then vanished in a way that surely no real, living, fleshly human being could possibly manage to do. And

Anthropology has always struggled with an intense, fascinated repulsion towards its subject.... [The anthropologist] submits himself to the exotic to confirm his own inner alienation as an urban intellectual.

Olla hyödyllinen ihminen - minusta siinä on aina ollut jotakin hyvin vastenmielistä.

I have one problem, I don't hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.

I was like a turd that drew flies instead of like a flower that butterflies and bees desired.

we are drawn to each other like drops of water, like the planets we repulse each other like magnets, like the color of our skin.

They smelled death and it revolted them and shot the bile high in the throat.

To look into the eyes of a cannibal. I turn away at the thought.