Could it be that she looked upon me with loathing
and contempt because I had returned from the Valley Dor, or because I had desecrated the temples and persons of the Holy Therns?
All of which confused me utterly; it seemed an inexplicable breakdown in one who had shown such nerve and courage hitherto, and so hearty a loathing
for that damnable Santos.
But again a loathing
for all mental exertion overmastered him; he would not think it out now, he would put it off and think of something else.
He was silent for a few moments - looking gloomily across at the girl, loathing
the thought that she, his ideal of all those things which most become a woman, graceful, handsome, perfectly bred, should ever be brought into contact at all with such a man as this one whose confidence she was planning to gain.
He has declared he can prove to me (if I will permit him) that I am, in your secret heart, an object of loathing to you; that you shrink from touching me; that you curse the hour when you were foolish enough to make me your wife.
I have read what Miserrimus Dexter promised I should read--the confession of your loathing for me, in your own handwriting.
This physical loathing for alcohol I have never got over.
And yet, despite my physical loathing for alcohol, the brightest spots in my child life were the saloons.
I shall always study my grammar lesson," I wrote--I, who loathed grammar with a deadly loathing
Never had she felt the base submissions which her own imposture condemned her to undergo with a loathing
of them so overwhelming as the loathing
that she felt now.
Not my hatred, but my loathing, gnawed hungrily at my life
Did my loathing itself create for me wings and fountain-divining powers?
He has taken me by the hand, and I have walked by the side of his chair, loathing
myself, out on to the terrace and down below, just where it happened.
Levin for his part refrained from taking any vodka simply because he felt such a loathing
of that Frenchwoman, all made up, it seemed, of false hair, poudre de riz, and vinaigre de toilette.
I turned with loathing
from the woman who could utter so unfeeling a speech to a person just saved, on the very edge of death; but I felt languid and unable to reflect on all that had passed.