Quotes About Mockery

Koffie! Ik moet er niet aan denken, op dit uur van de dag!' mopperde Duncan. 'Dan komt er niets meer van slapen vannacht.' 'Gelukkig heb ik dat probleempje niet, majesteit!' antwoordde Will. En hij voegde er met een lachje aan toe: 'Maar ik heb dan ook een schoon geweten.' Evanlyn maakte een onbeleefd geluid. 'Ha, als er ooit een Grijze Jager is geweest met een schoon geweten, dan was jij het zeker niet, stiekemerd.

Though you," said he, "can so easily mock God, the world, and your own conscience, yet will I not do so.

Sarcasm... the protest of those who are weak.

Le temps mauvais passe quand on mange et s'amuse—Bad times pass when one eats and is merry. On ne fait pas comme on veut, mais comme on peut—One doesn't do what one wants, but what one can. La moitié du monde se moque de l'autre moitié—Half the world laughs at the other half.

Everyone here constantly laughed at tragedy, as if insulting misfortune would keep it at bay.

If beaks could smirk, she would have sworn him to be smirking.

It was mockery, but not dismissal. Mockery that hid something else, something slick and sapient, and Will went after it carefully as tickling fish.

Will told himself a raven could not smirk.

The baby in her arms was silent: ensorceled, and there would be a simulacram left in the crib, a changeling. A fey mockery to die by sunrise, and leave the grieving family to wonder. Crib death. Elf-stroke. How little we remember.

The tilt of the Technomancer's head was an old woman's mockery of a young woman's simpering. It charmed him.

This war has made a mockery of the arrogant fools we were. Our brother's life ended in a second; my own hung in the balance. And from what we have all heard, you have diced with death on a number of occasions." He held out his hand, saying, "I no longer have the stomach for finer feelings that are affronted by nothing at all, have you?

Never hide from adverse criticism. Mockery, indifference, misunderstanding— welcome the lot. Criticism of your work is much the same as criticism of yourself, you know, your work being an extension of yourself, and there's nothing like good slashing personal criticism for begetting humility.

You will always be a hyena.

And only when he'd finished and fallen silent did the vague smile return to his lips, in apparent gentle mockery of himself, of the man he had just described and for whom, deep down, he felt neither compassion nor disdain, only a kind of disillusioned, sympathetic solidarity.

Saber que la vida —dijo muy despacio— es una broma de mal gusto, llena de azares, enemigos y payasos que saltan con su resorte al abrir la caja, es lo único que proporciona temple suficiente para burlarse de todo

He was laughing under his breath, like a cruel wolf, as he leaned over to light his last cigarette. Books play that kind of trick, he thought. And everyone gets the devil he deserves.

People used to laugh at me like, 'Hahaha, you can rap? You? We don't believe it!'

A lot of people have been very dismissive of me. I'm hardly the darling of the NME. It used to get me down a bit, but you reach a point where you can laugh it off.

Over the years, I've become barraged by comments from people, such as, 'Beam me up, Scotty!' and I became defensive. I felt they were derisive and engendered an attitude. I am grateful for the success, but didn't want to be mocked.

Oh, cruel abandonment! My bones turn to dust beneath the gaze of your ever-mocking smile!

If a man bullies a woman, all the women turn against him. Then the other men mock him because he sleeps alone.

Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.

Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.

Some Marines made fun of the fact that I had done plays and studied poetry, but then I won the award for physical training.