A man who could make so vile a pun would not scruple to pick a pocket.
A man who could make so vile a pun would not scruple to pick a pocket.john dennis
I inherited a vile melancholy from my father, which has made me mad all my life, at least not sober.
In durance vile here must I wake and weep,And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.Robert Burns
A little, wretched, despicable creature; a worm, a mere nothing, and less than nothing; a vile insect that has risen up in contempt against the majesty of Heaven and earth.jonathan edwards
Though every great prospect pleases,And only man is vile.Reginald Heber
'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd,When not to be receives reproach of being;william shakespeare
Who doth right deeds Is twice born, and who doeth ill deeds vile.edwin arnold
Stern fate and time Will have their victims; and the best die first, Leaving the bad still strong, though past their prime, To curse the hopeless world they ever curs'd, Vaunting vile deeds, and vainest of the worst.
Then speaking from his double head The glorious fearful monster said "I am YES and I am NO, Black as pitch and white as snow, Love me, hate me, reconcile Hate with love, perfect with vile, So equal justice shall be done And life shared between moon and sun. Nature for you shall curse or smile: A poet you shall be, my son."robert graves
His eye a ring inside a ring inside a ring That leers up, joyless, vile, in meek obscenity This is the devil. Flesh to flesh, he bleats The herd back to the pit of being.Randall Jarrell
What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile.Reginald Heber
O what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!william shakespeare
The matter lies before the eyes of all ; everybody sees it, touches it, loves it, but knows it not. It is glorious and vile, precious and of small account, and is found everywhere... But, to be brief, our Matter has as many names as there are things in this world ; that is why the foolish know it not.
"Oh! what a vile and abject thing is man unless he can erect himself above humanity." Here is a bon mot and a useful desire, but equally absurd. For to make the handful bigger than the hand, the armful bigger than the arm, and to hope to stride further than the stretch of our legs, is impossible and monstrous…. He may lift himself if God lend him His hand of special grace; he may lift himself … by means wholly celestial. It is for our Christian religion, and not for his Stoic virtue, to pretend to this divine and miraculous metamorphosis.Michel de Montaigne
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting.william shakespeare
Those who are guilty of them [fearful crime ] expiate them after death , by one or more transmigrations of the soul into some vile animal, or by the torments of Naraka, i.e., hell.
Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd and unsung.walter scott
This is a vile culture and if you think for a second that it's willing to just live in the sands of God's armpit, you've got another thing coming. Your dog, however, can walk side by side, your dog is allowed to have its own dog house... You can send your dog to school to learn tricks, sit, beg, do all that stuff - none of the women have that advantage.
Say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a capacity for it terrifying and absolutely vile.kurt vonnegut
And telling me, the sovereign’st thing on earth Was parmaceti, for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous saltpetre should be digg’d Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy’d So cowardly; and but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
O, what a world of vile ill-favour’d faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a-year!
vile and ingrate! too late thou shalt repentThe base Injustice thou hast done my Love:Yes, thou shalt know, spite of thy past Distress,And all those Ills which thou so long hast mourn'd;Heav'n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd,Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.william congreve
vile latens virtus.