Showing posts with label contempt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label contempt. Show all posts
Monday, 13 February 2012
Surveying the distance
She was in profile, surveying the distance with a chilling contempt which sat perfectly on a rather horsey face with a curved high-bridged nose. Minor Mittel European royalty to the life, with the same stench-in-the-nostrils look...
Flashman and the Tiger, p.50, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, nostrils.
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Don't mistake
Why, Flashy, you ask, this ain’t pity or sentiment, surely? Not a bit of it: don’t mistake disgust and contempt for the tormentor with compassion for the victim.
Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.339, Harper Collins, 1995.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, mistake.
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