Quotes About Mockery

Clary made fun of him about his new look; but, then, Clary found everything about Simon's love life borderline hilarious.

Thank you for nothing.

Told? I am a Gallio for such follies.

Why not?" He mocked himself for the morbid vigil he had spent in probing and vainly binding the wounds of his false pride.

His very mantle was aspersed. In another minute he would stand sodden, inglorious, a mock.

There is not a hint of one person who was afraid to draw near him. There were those who mocked him. There were those who were envious of him. There were those who misunderstood him. There were those who revered him. But there was not one person who considered him too holy, too divine, or too celestial to touch. There was not one person who was reluctant to approach him for fear of being rejected. Remember that. Remember

Trying to drown me, woman?" "You can't drown a SEAL," she taunted. "How embarrassing would that be?" "God yes," he muttered. "Shoot me, hang me, let me die of infection from a hangnail, but don't let me die in the water. They'd send me to hell on principle.

I swear to you, even if he was shaved bald he'd have more hair than wits.

Thy worst. I fart at thee.

Republicans are easy to make fun of.

I love to make fun of fashion because it is just so silly.

I stood when she reached the table and we did that fake kissing thing, looking like a pair of budgies about to peck each other to death.

Eddie Hazelwurst. What a shitbucket.

am the first and the last I am she who is honored and she who is mocked I am the whore and the holy woman I am the wife and the virgin I am the mother and the daughter I am she . . . Do not be afraid of my power . . . I am the knowledge of my name I am the name of the sound and the sound of the name THE THUNDER: PERFECT MIND

Camp sees everything in quotation marks. It's not a lamp, but a 'lamp'; not a woman, but a 'woman'.

Pero los sueños atraviesan los muros de piedra, iluminan las habitaciones vacías y oscurecen las iluminadas, y los personajes que intervienen en el sueño entran y salen a placer, burlándose de los cerrojos.

Orson Welles, el genio malvadísimo de la cara blanda que se burlaba de la paz suiza, de los relojes cucú, que no tenía moral ni escrúpulos para la penicilina.

O]b dies das eigentliche Ende des Gefangenendilemmas sei: wenn Richter und Angeklagte sich in die Arme fielen, um gemeinsam über einen Repräsentanten der alten Ordnung zu spotten.

All I meant to say is that a rake's humor has its basis in cruelty. He needs a victim, for he cannot imagine ever laughing at himself. You, your grace, are rather clever with the self-deprecating remark.

We've been through nothing, you ridiculous man, but I suppose you may call me Daphne nonetheless." "Excellent." He nodded in a condescending manner. "You may call me 'your grace.

Nigel Berbrooke?' He practically choked on the name. 'Yes, why?' 'The man has more hair than wit. A great deal more.' 'But he's going bald,' she couldn't resist pointing out. He grimaced, 'And if that doesn't prove my point, I don't know what will.

The greatest height of heroism to which an individual, like a people, can attain is to know how to face ridicule.

I wonder why the wind, even the wind doth seem To mock me now, all night, all night, and Have I strayed among the cliffs here They say, some day I'll fall Down through the sea-bit fissures, and no more Know the warm cloak of sun, or bathe The dew across my tired eyes to comfort them. They try to keep me hid within four walls. I will not stay!

taking the piss?