Quotes About Insult

Well, nobody ever accused you of having taste , Brenda said, Bless your heart. Taylor, Agnes said. You can go now. You and the whore you rode in on. Bless her heart. Brenda exhaled through her teeth.

If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let a young mother hear you call dear baby it.

Turks have a dismissive phrase: he works like a clerk. I have turned this insult around: I am proud to say that I work like a clerk.

If I had simply wanted to trade on an insult to Islam, I could have done it in a sentence rather than writing a 250,000-word novel, a work of fiction.

This impeccably researched study of the classic black insult game may be the funniest work of serious scholarship ever published.

People call me an instinctive actor. I used to consider that an insult early on, only because I had never studied. Now... I love it.

I am not aware how you succeed politically when you insult women, who far more than men consistently provide you with great margins of support.

To believe God is a Privilege, To doubt God is an insult.

I'll give you . . ." He paused and made a flourishing gesture with both hands. ". . . a thousand dollars!" It was bad enough, thought Molly, that he thought she would sell Castle Hangnail. But for such an insultingly low price? "How about I give you a thousand legs?" she asked. "It'll require turning you into a millipede, but I think I can manage it.

ALVIN (controlled indignation): Why, you... you dirty... (Gradually acquiring control.) I usually restrain myself from brutal frankness, but you've asked for this; now you're gonna get it - (With slow, deliberate, emphatic articulation he devastates her with the ultimate insult). You - are not - the least - bit --- SEXY.

My best friend recently told me that I was the most passionate person she's ever known. I don't know if that was a compliment or an insult, honestly.

Old age is an insult. Old age is a slap in the face. It sabotages a fine mind (...).

Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily . . . in the street brawls.

If a witch needs something, another witch will give it to her. If there is war to be fought, we don't consider cost one of the factors in deciding whether or not it is right to fight. Nor do we have any notion of honor. An insult to a bear is a deadly thing. To us...inconceivable. How could you insult a witch? What would it matter if you did?

I tell you, one more insult and I'll take his curling tongs and ram them so far up his arse he'll be able to curl the damned thing from the inside.

When insult comes our way, we look for a way to respond in love (Matthew 5:38-39).

When insult comes our way, we look for a way to respond in love (Matthew

epithet, n. I think the worst you ever called me was a cunt rag. You mean I'm a tampon? I asked. I'm a tampon for not letting you drive? I laughed. You didn't. At least, not until you sobered up.

I thought about this for days, just as I thought of the special-ed teacher I met in Pittsburgh. You know, I said, I hear those words and automatically think Handicapped, or, Learning disabled. But aren't a lot of your students just assholes? You got it, she said. Then she told me about a kid - last day of class - who wrote on the blackboard, Mrs. J____ is a cock master. I was impressed because I'd never heard that term before. She was impressed because the boy had spelled it correctly.

I said to him, I said, 'And another thing, dick stain, after this baby is born, I'm gonna take one look at its shit-covered face and if it looks anything like you, I'll have the doctor saw its fucking head off and use it for bait. I swear to God I will

Your trash. You're trash. Your family's trash.

Falderson, he said quietly to Bahzell in passable Navahkan, is as stupid as the day is long. He craned his neck to gaze up at the hradani and shook his head. In fact, he's even stupider than I thought. You, sir, are the biggest damned hradani-no offense-I think I've ever seen.

I knew my mother was in the process of becoming, or trying to become, "an intellectual," because my father often threw this term at her as a form of insult during their arguments.

In England, we once had an insulting name for such people: trimmers. In the mid-1600s, a trimmer was any politician who attempted to straddle the reviled middle ground between Cavalier and Roundhead, Parliament and the Crown; to call a man a trimmer was to accuse him of being insufficiently committed to an ideology.