Insipid 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
without-everpresent-sense-death-life-is-insipid-muriel-spark
taste-which-enables-us-to-distinguish-all-that-has-flavor-from-that-which-is-insipid
pleasure-that-isnt-paid-for-is-as-insipid-as-everything-else-thats-free
i-see-insipid-flesh-blossoming-palpitating-with-abandon-jeanpaul-sartre
life-becomes-useless-insipid-when-we-have-no-longer-either-friends-enemies-christina-of-sweden
at-times-one-remains-faithful-to-a-cause-only-because-its-opponents-do-not-cease-to-be-insipid
uncertainty-expectation-are-joys-life-security-is-insipid-thing-william-cowper
happiness-is-a-wine-of-the-rarest-vintage-and-seems-insipid-to-a-vulgar-taste
shabbat-is-day-rest-mental-scrutiny-balance-without-it-workdays-are-insipid-hayim-nahman-bialik
the-weak-insipid-white-wine-makes-at-length-excellent-vinegar-william-shenstone
we-must-be-firm-but-not-rough-in-our-guidance-avoid-insipid-kind-meekness-which-is-ineffective-vincent-de-paul
in-any-work-you-do-you-can-be-profound-one-minute-then-you-be-superficial-next-you-can-be-smart-insightful-then-insipid-there-can-be-room-for-all-that
if-woman-defined-herself-solely-by-man-she-was-with-vice-versa-world-would-be-shallow-insipid-place-indeed-nenia-campbell
i-confess-i-found-it-somewhat-insipid-when-i-last-went-it-was-all-prosy-bonnety-whisty-teacuppy-you-see-adjectives-for-it-do-not-even-exist-i-must-invent-them-jude-morgan
my-book-sales-are-way-down-today-also-ive-received-two-scathing-reviews-one-them-calls-me-purveyor-insipid-wetdreams-nenia-campbell
without-guru-spiritual-wisdom-is-not-obtained-other-tastes-are-poison-without-virtue-nothing-is-any-use-the-taste-maya-is-bland-insipid-sri-guru-granth-sahib
the-american-political-system-is-like-fast-foodmushy-insipid-made-out-disgusting-parts-things-everybody-wants-some-pj-orourke
i-think-it-better-to-keep-profound-silence-with-regard-to-christian-fables-which-are-canonized-by-their-antiquity-credulity-absurd-insipid-frederick-the-great
to-be-really-great-in-little-things-to-be-truly-noble-heroic-in-insipid-details-everyday-life-is-virtue-rare-as-to-be-worthy-canonization-harriet-beecher-stowe
there-si-nothing-upon-face-earth-insipid-as-medium-give-me-love-hate-a-friend-that-will-go-to-jail-for-me-enemy-that-will-run-me-through-body-fanny-burney
uncertainty-expectation-are-joys-life-security-is-insipid-thing-through-overtaking-possessing-wish-discovers-folly-chase-william-congreve
england-has-never-enjoyed-genuine-social-revolution-maybe-thats-whats-wrong-with-that-dear-tepid-vapid-insipid-stuffy-little-country-edward-abbey
i-do-not-say-proverb-is-amiss-when-aptly-reasonably-applied-but-to-be-forever-discharging-them-right-wrong-hit-miss-renders-conversation-insipid-miguel-de-cervantes
we-are-on-perilous-margin-when-we-begin-to-look-passively-at-our-future-selves-see-our-own-figures-led-with-dull-consent-into-insipid-misdoing-george-eliot
true-love-im-starting-to-suspect-concept-is-pure-illusion-insipid-brand-name-manufactured-by-hallmark-disney-cupcake-rachel-cohn
a-state-temperance-sobriety-justice-without-devotion-is-cold-lifeless-insipid-condition-virtue-is-rather-to-be-styled-philosophy-than-religion-joseph-addison
nothing-conceivable-is-petty-insipid-crowded-with-paltry-interests-in-one-word-antipoetic-as-life-man-in-united-states-alexis-de-tocqueville
on-level-plain-simple-mounds-look-like-hills-insipid-flatness-our-present-bourgeoisie-is-to-be-measured-by-altitude-its-great-intellects-karl-marx
the-better-part-ones-life-consists-his-friendships-abraham-lincoln-letter-to-joseph-gillespie-july-13-1849-friendship-is-insipid-to-those-who-have-francois-de-la-rochefoucauld
pure-good-soon-grows-insipid-wants-variety-spirit-pain-is-bittersweet-which-never-surfeits-love-turns-with-little-indulgence-to-indifference-william-hazlitt
men-have-feverishly-conceived-heaven-only-to-find-it-insipid-hell-to-find-it-ridiculous-george-santayana
a-woman-without-past-is-like-fruitcake-without-brandyinsipid-aunt-augusta-in-aunt-dimity-family-tree-nancy-atherton
it-takes-strong-sound-leadership-that-correspondingly-rare-commodity-which-is-afflicted-with-neither-excess-pity-nor-callousness-to-stand-against-insipid-tide-superficiality-that
the-day-like-previous-days-dragged-sluggishly-by-in-kind-insipid-idleness-devoid-even-that-dreamy-expectancy-which-can-make-idleness-enchanting-vladimir-nabokov
your-own-gown-is-most-delicately-suitable-both-to-occasion-to-yourself-to-be-translated-your-gown-is-insipid-entirely-forgettable-if-you-wear-it-on-every-other-occasion-this-enti
death-when-it-approaches-ought-not-to-take-one-by-surprise-it-should-be-part-full-expectancy-life-without-everpresent-sense-death-life-is-insipid-muriel-spark
and if a rainy morning deprived them of other enjoyments, they were still resolute in meeting in defiance of wet and dirt, and shut themselves up, to read novels together. Yes, novels; for I will not adopt that ungenerous and impolitic custom so common with novel-writers, of degrading by their contemptuous censure the very performances, to the number of which they are themselves adding - joining with their greatest enemies in bestowing the harshest epithets on such works, and scarcely ever permitting them to be read by their own heroine, who, if she accidentally take up a novel, is sure to turn over its insipid pages with disgust. Alas! If the heroine of one novel be not patronized by the heroine of another, from whom can she expect protection and regard? I cannot approve of it. Let us leave it to the reviewers to abuse such effusions of fancy at their leisure, and over every new novel to talk in threadbare strains of the trash with which the press now groans. Let us not desert one another; we are an injured body. Although our productions have afforded more extensive and unaffected pleasure than those of any other literary corporation in the world, no species of composition has been so much decried. From pride, ignorance, or fashion, our foes are almost as many as our readers. And while the abilities of the nine-hundredth abridger of the History of England, or of the man who collects and publishes in a volume some dozen lines of Milton, Pope, and Prior, with a paper from the Spectator, and a chapter from Sterne, are eulogized by a thousand pens - there seems almost a general wish of decrying the capacity and undervaluing the labour of the novelist, and of slighting the performances which have only genius, wit, and taste to recommend them. 'I am no novel-reader - I seldom look into novels - Do not imagine that I often read novels - It is really very well for a novel.' Such is the common cant. 'And what are you reading, Miss - ?' 'Oh! It is only a novel!' replies the young lady, while she lays down her book with affected indifference, or momentary shame. 'It is only Cecilia, or Camilla, or Belinda'; or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language. Now, had the same young lady been engaged with a volume of the Spectator, instead of such a work, how proudly would she have produced the book, and told its name; though the chances must be against her being occupied by any part of that voluminous publication, of which either the matter or manner would not disgust a young person of taste: the substance of its papers so often consisting in the statement of improbable circumstances, unnatural characters, and topics of conversation which no longer concern anyone living; and their language, too, frequently so coarse as to give no very favourable idea of the age that could endure it.

Jane Austen
if-rainy-morning-deprived-them-other-enjoyments-they-were-still-resolute-in-meeting-in-defiance-wet-dirt-shut-themselves-up-to-read-novels-together-yes-novels-for-i-will-not-adop
Tonight, however, Dickens struck him in a different light. Beneath the author's sentimental pity for the weak and helpless, he could discern a revolting pleasure in cruelty and suffering, while the grotesque figures of the people in Cruikshank's illustrations revealed too clearly the hideous distortions of their souls. What had seemed humorous now appeared diabolic, and in disgust at these two favourites he turned to Walter Pater for the repose and dignity of a classic spirit. But presently he wondered if this spirit were not in itself of a marble quality, frigid and lifeless, contrary to the purpose of nature. 'I have often thought', he said to himself, 'that there is something evil in the austere worship of beauty for its own sake.' He had never thought so before, but he liked to think that this impulse of fancy was the result of mature consideration, and with this satisfaction he composed himself for sleep. He woke two or three times in the night, an unusual occurrence, but he was glad of it, for each time he had been dreaming horribly of these blameless Victorian works... It turned out to be the Boy's Gulliver's Travels that Granny had given him, and Dicky had at last to explain his rage with the devil who wrote it to show that men were worse than beasts and the human race a washout. A boy who never had good school reports had no right to be so morbidly sensitive as to penetrate to the underlying cynicism of Swift's delightful fable, and that moreover in the bright and carefully expurgated edition they bring out nowadays. Mr Corbett could not say he had ever noticed the cynicism himself, though he knew from the critical books it must be there, and with some annoyance he advised his son to take out a nice bright modern boy's adventure story that could not depress anybody. Mr Corbett soon found that he too was 'off reading'. Every new book seemed to him weak, tasteless and insipid; while his old and familiar books were depressing or even, in some obscure way, disgusting. Authors must all be filthy-minded; they probably wrote what they dared not express in their lives. Stevenson had said that literature was a morbid secretion; he read Stevenson again to discover his peculiar morbidity, and detected in his essays a self-pity masquerading as courage, and in Treasure Island an invalid's sickly attraction to brutality. This gave him a zest to find out what he disliked so much, and his taste for reading revived as he explored with relish the hidden infirmities of minds that had been valued by fools as great and noble. He saw Jane Austen and Charlotte Bronte« as two unpleasant examples of spinsterhood; the one as a prying, sub-acid busybody in everyone else's flirtations, the other as a raving, craving maenad seeking self-immolation on the altar of her frustrated passions. He compared Wordsworth's love of nature to the monstrous egoism of an ancient bellwether, isolated from the flock.

Margaret Irwin
tonight-however-dickens-struck-him-in-different-light-beneath-authors-sentimental-pity-for-weak-helpless-he-could-discern-revolting-pleasure-in-cruelty-suffering-while-grotesque-
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