Quotes About Aversion

I don't know how anyone can work on people's mouths all day long. That disgusts me. I'd rather work on the other end than work on mouths.

Love and hate are two of the strongest emotions.

I know I'm hated. Or rather, that people struggle with dislike for me.

You can't ever get everything you want. It is impossible. Luckily, there is another option: You can learn to control your mind, to step outside of the endless cycle of desire and aversion.

I hate the outdoors. To me the outdoors is where the car is.

Not many people realize this, but I'm a really squeamish guy. When I watch other horror films that are really over-the-top with their blood and guts, I cannot watch it.

Some people just shouldn't be disturbed in their inclinations, whether large or small. A reminder can instantly turn enthusiasm into aversion and spoil everything.

The three poisons are exactly what creates the three realms of samsara. Attachment creates the realms of desire. Aversion creates the realms of form. Indifference creates the realms of formlessness.

Oh, the odious wench. How I wish I were rid of her. I have always loathed women, from clew to earring; hook, line and sinker; root and branch. I always said this would happen, you remember; I was against it from the start. Damn it for a flibbertigibbet, the hussy.

Even the best-conducted women [...] have an aversion for the impotent," [...] so one should conceal one's wounds and hide the crippling deficiencies of life – poverty, misfortune, sickness, ill-success. People begin by being touched and moved to tenderness by their friends' distress; presently this changes to pity, which has something humiliating about it; then to a masterful giving of advice; and then to scorn.

Bunt was disgustedly drinking a pint of beer, eyeing the table with resentment, the dishes of sticky pork and soggy and wilted lettuce, the black vegetables, the gray broth, the purple meat. On one dish of yellow meat was a severed chicken's head, its eyes blinded, its scalloped comb torn like a red rag.

Compassion practice is daring. It involves learning to relax and allow ourselves to move gently toward what scares us. The trick to doing this is to stay with emotional distress without tightening into aversion, to let fear soften us rather than harden into resistance.

She stared at him dully and said: "I don't like crooks, and even if I did, I wouldn't like crooks that are stool-pigeons, and if I liked crooks that are stool-pigeons, I still wouldn't like you." She turned to the outer door.

Hal loathes sky-and-cloud wallpaper because it makes him feel high-altitude and disoriented and sometimes plummeting.

It always seems to be important to have at least one person in the vicinity to hate.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.

O, that is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows!

I love nature, I just don't want to get any of it on me.

You'll hate me, but I don't like pets. Naturally, I don't like being bitten and I hate being shed on, licked, or barked at.

I think what it boils down to, really, is that I hate reality

Tout m'est egalement odieux.

My true friends always gave me this supreme proof of attachment: a spontaneous aversion to the men I loved.

As it happens, there are three things in particular that suit me very ill: feathered hats, general ideas, and earrings.