Quotes About Repulsion

I don't wish to meet people. They disgust me. Increasingly so. But I must have milk.

I loathe cheese, it makes me ill.

It is curious how, from time immemorial, man seems to have associated the idea of evil with beauty, shrunk from it with a sort of ghostly fear, while, at the same time drawn to it by force of its hypnotic attraction.

The self-controlled soul, who moves amongst sense objects, free from either attachment or repulsion, he wins eternal Peace.

To write a diary every day is like returning to one's own vomit.

All he seeks from life is not to think. For some reason thought is very horrible to him, and anything which stirs the imagination he flees as a plague.

All disgust is originally disgust at touching.

Bosons love to come together; fermions can't stand each other

But she'd never enjoyed it and she'd tried it with several different partners. She found the whole process rather revolting.

I have met ghosts who attract me, and, following my habit in the material world, I have avoided the ghosts that bore me.

Excessive love in loathing ever ends.

An emotion is a thought, yes, an idea, but it is also a sensation, an ache in your body. Desire, love, hate, fear, repulsion - you feel these things in your muscle and bones, not just in your mind.

And DEET isn't exactly the eau d'amour, if you know what I mean.

I don't find slashing and blood flying everywhere to be scary. I just find it repulsive.

The sight of burnt orange makes me puke.

I saw then what I hadn't seen before, that I was very good at despising slavery in the abstract, in the removed and anonymous masses, but in the concrete, intimate flesh of the girl beside me, I'd lost the ability to be repulsed by it. I'd grown comfortable with the particulars of evil. There's a frightful muteness that dwells at the center of all unspeakable things, and I had found my way into it.

I saw then what I hadn't seen before, that I was very good at despising slavery in the abstract, in the removed and anonymous masses, but in the concrete, intimate flesh of the girl beside me, I'd lost the ability to be repulsed by it. I'd grown comfortable with the particulars of evil. There's a frightful muteness that dwells at the center of all unspeakable things, and I had found my way into it.

The depressed narcissist mourns not an Object but the Thing. Let me posit the "Thing" as the real that does not lend itself to signification, the center of attraction and repulsion, seat of the sexuality from which the object of desire will become separated... the Thing is an imagined sun, bright and black at the same time.

Vice is a creature of such hideous mien... that the more you see it the better you like it.

De ce alerg?m to?i dup? frumuse?e? Pentru c? e atât de urât? încât î?i vine s? ver?i.

Without contraries there is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate are necessary to human existence.

Well, I'm not good with sliminess. I hate the thought of creatures that have slime on them or creatures that leave a slimy trail. At home, the sight of a slug can bring up my breakfast.

I've been simultaneously drawn to and repelled from Hollywood for years.

America is simultaneously the most attractive and most repulsive place on the planet. It is most loved and most hated.