Quotes About Disdain

An elegant woman is a woman who despises you and has no hair under her arms.

Ooh, a plan," echoed Jack, with utter cotempt. "Wellhooray for that.

narcissist hates you wholeheartedly and thoroughly simply because you are.

Sir, you have but two topics, yourself and me. I am sick of both.

then they will not care a fart for us.

Rachel ain't here. Not that she would wanna talk to you anyhows, you slimy

Battlefield Earth is like taking a bus trip with someone who has needed a bath for a long time. It's not merely bad; it's unpleasant in a hostile way.

Più la vedeva innocente e la sapeva addolorata più s'impegnava a disprezzarla come fanno i prepotenti per salvarsi interi dal fatto d'aver torto.

Disdain is only as intense as similarity.

You, sir, are a loathsome swine. Too damn ignorant to pour piss from a boot! Your odor offends me and my shell-like ear gapeth to hear thy screams of pain. I insist you avert your face and serve me a libation before I smite your sorry ass with the tip of my boot — you sniveling little cocksucker!

Familiarity does breed contempt;—doesn't it?

As for your sister, don't talk to me about her. I don't care two straws about your sister. You must excuse me, Major Grantly, but Lady Hartletop is really too big for my powers of vision.

I abhour the dull routine of existence - Sherlock Holmes

Foosball is a vile game...for vile people." - Shirley Jackson, 1953

I just hate their guts. I can't stand those rich big-shots. Spiders and rich men! May God not punish me.

But a lot you care when all you can think of is your fine Yehupetz ladies. They should gash themselves on their diamonds and bleed to death!

Cockney girl who was already beneath his tastes. He quit

No one is more arrogant, more aggressive or more disdainful towards women, than a man who is fearful for his masculinity.

To be an anarchist is to leave the beaten paths on which for hundreds of years generations of sheep have walked without reflection, break with routines, reject commonly held believes, be contemptuous of public opinion, have disdain for rejecting smiles and treacherous laughs, insults, and calomnies.

Fuck golf anyway. Stupid goddamn game, chasing a ball around a perfectly good cow pasture.

It's wonderful to be hated by idiots.

Contemporary art hates you.

The instructor was a man of middle age, in his early fifties; his name was Archer Sloane, and he came to his task of teaching with a seeming disdain and contempt, as if he perceived between his knowledge and what he could say a gulf so profound that he would make no effort to close it.

He disdained to learn from so drab a teacher as Experience.