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Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar
Whipping and abuse are like laudanum; you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.
Whipping and abuse are like laudanum; you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.
We like so much to hear people talk of us and of our motives, that we are charmed even when read more
We like so much to hear people talk of us and of our motives, that we are charmed even when they abuse us.
There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes read more
There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes round, and he that laughs at me today will have somebody to laugh at him tomorrow.
It is often better not to see an insult than to avenge it.
It is often better not to see an insult than to avenge it.
When I step out of the role you have written for me
you make me feel like a plagiarist.
from read more
When I step out of the role you have written for me
you make me feel like a plagiarist.
from the play Jake's Women.
If a man's character is to be abused, say what you will, there's nobody like a relation to do the read more
If a man's character is to be abused, say what you will, there's nobody like a relation to do the business.
They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.
They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.
The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came read more
The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came back. One by one the men hooked up the hogs and slit their throats. There was a line of hogs with squeals and lifeblood ebbing away.. until at last each vanished into a huge vat of boiling water (some still alive). The hogs were so innocent. They came so very trustingly. They were so very human in their protests. They had done nothing to deserve it.
in the book THE JUNGLE.
