Quotes About Repulsion

The dog is turned to his own vomit again.

Hawthorne certainly had a magnetic personality. Although, of course, magnets can repel as well as attract.

I personally do not find puke funny. I find it disgusting.

I'm not a flying fan. I can't bear it.

I was as repelled by the French as I was attracted by their country.

The problem with comedy audiences - it's like the Coliseum - when they see someone struggling, they don't feel altruistic towards them. They feel slightly repulsed by it.

This instinctive repulsion which tradespeople inspire in men of sensitive feeling is one of the very rare consolations for being so impoverished which are given to those of us who don't sell anything to anybody.

She couldn't imagine ever having sex with Kevin again. The very idea repulsed her.

When I awakened at dawn, I had a moment of repulsion, of shame. When my feelings aren't touched, I feel shame, as man does with the whore.

The analysis is androcentric in the extreme; but still, the story does suggest that the repulsion is not simply deserved by its victims. The repulsion, Tolstoy insists, requires scrutiny and, ultimately, disavowal; the sex act that causes it needs to be eliminated. The radical social change demanded by Tolstoy in this story-the end of intercourse-is a measured repudiation of gynocide: in order not to kill women, he said, we must stop fucking them.

The ancient proverb says, "Satiety   produces disgust

Her nausea increased, the dialect had become unfamiliar, the way our wet throats bathed the words in the liquid of saliva was intolerable. A sense of repulsion had invested all the bodies in movement, their bone structure, the frenzy that shook them. How poorly made we are, she thought, how insufficient. The broad shoulders, the arms, the legs, the ears, noses, eyes, seemed to her attributes of monstrous beings who had fallen from some corner of the black sky.

Love wasn't a slumber party with your best friend. Love was dangerous, violent, with an element of something repulsive; attraction had a permeable border with repulsion. Love had heath in it, and madness. To try to escape those things was immature and anti-novelistic.

Humanity is as horrified and repulsed by real nature as it is by real death. Thus, we strike back against this formidable opponent with our sharpest weapon: our imagination. From this noble tool—born of necessity and elevated to beauty—culture was born, and the war against nature begun.

What is it that I especially find utterly unendurable? That I cannot cope with, that makes me choke and faint? Bad air! Bad air! The approach of some ill-constituted thing; that I have to smell the entrails of some ill-constituted soul!

The very thing that attracts you to someone can end up putting you off.

Damn, I need eye bleach.

I've never had a cup of coffee in my life. I can't even remain in the same room with coffee.

evil fascinates and repels us - it's a terrible beauty that enthralls us the more we stare into it...

Disgust was an organ in Hunt's gut. The more he thought about it, the more it churned.

Much as she despised the man, she had to admit to a certain agreeable shiver when his lips brushed her glove.

Aversion is the most evident reason for the runaway.

I think somebody getting repulsed is a positive reaction. Any reaction is positive.

All of my work is meant to evoke a whole bunch of different layers of discord between the attraction and repulsion that we feel toward our consumer habits and our consumer lives.