Abhorred Quotes

Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Categories: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
i-have-always-abhorred-word-racism-i-never-use-it
i-have-always-abhorred-business-end-music
all-my-inward-friends-abhorred-me-and-they-whom-i-loved-are-turned-against-me
therefore-lord-was-angry-with-his-people-abhorred-his-inheritance-psalm-10640
and-when-the-lord-saw-it-he-abhorred-them-because-of-the-provoking-of-his-sons-and-of-his-daughters
you-must-not-live-according-to-customs-nations-i-am-going-to-drive-out-before-you-because-they-did-all-these-things-i-abhorred-them-leviticus-2023
when-god-heard-this-he-was-wroth-and-greatly-abhorred-israel
make-careful-list-all-things-done-to-you-that-you-abhorred-dont-do-them-to-others-ever
and-ye-shall-not-walk-in-the-manners-of-the-nation-which-i-cast-out-before-you-for-they-committed-all-these-things-and-therefore-i-abhorred-them
therefore-was-the-wrath-of-the-lord-kindled-against-his-people-insomuch-that-he-abhorred-his-own-inheritance
contrology-is-not-fatiguing-system-dull-boring-abhorred-exercises-repeated-daily-adnausem-joseph-pilates
those-us-who-always-abhorred-slavery-as-atheistical-iniquity-gladly-we-join-in-exulting-chorus-humanity-over-its-downfall-herman-melville
the-gods-are-deaf-to-hot-peevish-vows-they-are-polluted-offrings-more-abhorred-than-spotted-livers-in-sacrifice-william-shakespeare
for-land-will-be-deserted-by-them-will-enjoy-its-sabbaths-while-it-lies-desolate-without-them-they-will-pay-for-their-sins-because-they-rejected-my-leviticus-2643
oh-yes-he-loved-yellow-this-good-vincent-this-painter-from-holland-those-glimmers-sunlight-rekindled-his-soul-that-abhorred-fog-that-needed-warmth-paul-gauguin
for-he-hath-not-despised-nor-abhorred-the-affliction-of-the-afflicted-neither-hath-he-hid-his-face-from-him-but-when-he-cried-unto-him-he-heard
and-he-was-an-adversary-to-israel-all-the-days-of-solomon-beside-the-mischief-that-hadad-did-and-he-abhorred-israel-and-reigned-over-syria
three-shepherds-also-i-cut-off-in-one-month-and-my-soul-lothed-them-and-their-soul-also-abhorred-me
good-manners-are-appreciated-as-much-as-bad-manners-are-abhorred-bryant-mcgill
wherefore-the-sin-of-the-young-men-was-very-great-before-the-lord-for-men-abhorred-the-offering-of-the-lord
but-thou-hast-cast-off-and-abhorred-thou-hast-been-wroth-with-thine-anointed
Oh, mention it! If I storm, you have the art of weeping." "Mr. Rochester, I must leave you." "For how long, Jane? For a few minutes, while you smooth your hair - which is somewhat dishevelled; and bathe your face - which looks feverish?" "I must leave Adele and Thornfield. I must part with you for my whole life: I must begin a new existence among strange faces and strange scenes." "Of course: I told you you should. I pass over the madness about parting from me. You mean you must become a part of me. As to the new existence, it is all right: you shall yet be my wife: I am not married. You shall be Mrs. Rochester - both virtually and nominally. I shall keep only to you so long as you and I live. You shall go to a place I have in the south of France: a whitewashed villa on the shores of the Mediterranean. There you shall live a happy, and guarded, and most innocent life. Never fear that I wish to lure you into error - to make you my mistress. Why did you shake your head? Jane, you must be reasonable, or in truth I shall again become frantic." His voice and hand quivered: his large nostrils dilated; his eye blazed: still I dared to speak. "Sir, your wife is living: that is a fact acknowledged this morning by yourself. If I lived with you as you desire, I should then be your mistress: to say otherwise is sophistical - is false." "Jane, I am not a gentle-tempered man - you forget that: I am not long-enduring; I am not cool and dispassionate. Out of pity to me and yourself, put your finger on my pulse, feel how it throbs, and - beware!" He bared his wrist, and offered it to me: the blood was forsaking his cheek and lips, they were growing livid; I was distressed on all hands. To agitate him thus deeply, by a resistance he so abhorred, was cruel: to yield was out of the question. I did what human beings do instinctively when they are driven to utter extremity - looked for aid to one higher than man: the words "God help me!" burst involuntarily from my lips. "I am a fool!" cried Mr. Rochester suddenly. "I keep telling her I am not married, and do not explain to her why. I forget she knows nothing of the character of that woman, or of the circumstances attending my infernal union with her. Oh, I am certain Jane will agree with me in opinion, when she knows all that I know! Just put your hand in mine, Janet - that I may have the evidence of touch as well as sight, to prove you are near me - and I will in a few words show you the real state of the case. Can you listen to me?" "Yes, sir; for hours if you will.

Charlotte Bronte«
oh-mention-it-if-i-storm-you-have-art-weeping-mr-rochester-i-must-leave-you-for-how-long-jane-for-few-minutes-while-you-smooth-your-hair-which-is-somewhat-dishevelled-bathe-your-
It must be this overarching commitment to what is really an abstraction, to one's children right or wrong, that can be even more fierce than the commitment to them as explicit, difficult people, and that can consequently keep you devoted to them when as individuals they disappoint. On my part it was this broad covenant with children-in-theory that I may have failed to make and to which I was unable to resort when Kevin finally tested my maternal ties to a perfect mathematical limit on Thursday. I didn't vote for parties, but for candidates. My opinions were as ecumenical as my larder, then still chock full of salsa verde from Mexico City, anchovies from Barcelona, lime leaves from Bangkok. I had no problem with abortion but abhorred capital punishment, which I suppose meant that I embraced the sanctity of life only in grown-ups. My environmental habits were capricious; I'd place a brick in our toilet tank, but after submitting to dozens of spit-in-the-air showers with derisory European water pressure, I would bask under a deluge of scalding water for half an hour. My closet wafter with Indian saris, Ghanaian wraparounds, and Vietnamese au dais. My vocabulary was peppered with imports - gemutlich, scusa, hugge, mzungu. I so mixed and matched the planet that you sometimes worried I had no commitments to anything or anywhere, though you were wrong; my commitments were simply far-flung and obscenely specific. By the same token, I could not love a child; I would have to love this one. I was connected to the world by a multitude of threads, you by a few sturdy guide ropes. It was the same with patriotism: You loved the idea of the United States so much more powerfully than the country itself, and it was thanks to your embrace of the American aspiration that you could overlook the fact that your fellow Yankee parents were lining up overnight outside FAO Schwartz with thermoses of chowder to buy a limited release of Nintendo. In the particular dwells the tawdry. In the conceptual dwells the grand, the transcendent, the everlasting. Earthly countries and single malignant little boys can go to hell; the idea of countries and the idea of sons triumph for eternity. Although neither of us ever went to church, I came to conclude that you were a naturally religious person.

Lionel Shriver
it-must-be-this-overarching-commitment-to-what-is-really-abstraction-to-ones-children-right-wrong-that-can-be-even-more-fierce-than-commitment-to-them-as-explicit-difficult-peopl
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