For she had discovered that as well as the evil web there was another. This too bound spirits together, but not in a tangle, it was a patterned web and one could see the silver pattern when the sun shone upon it. It seemed much frailer than the dark tangle, that had a hideous strength, but it might not be so always, not in the final reckoning. (The Child from the Sea)
Am I hideous, Jane? Very, sir: you always were, you know.
Nothing is so hideous as an obsolete fashion.
You're hideous, you know that, right?
The slave trade was globalism. Why people insist that globalism, after its hideous history, is a good thing, I do not know.
the most grievous wrong of that day. . . was to be found in the establishment of the celibacy of the clergy. . . . This hideous doctrine of a celibate priesthood was maintained only by a constant struggle against the better and truer instincts of the heart.
You can be the most beautiful woman in the world and see yourself as hideous. You must love yourself. To look in the mirror and tell yourself that you're a rock star.
The bullying was hideous and relentless, and we turned it round by making ourselves celebrities.
Statism – the subordination of the individual to the state - leads inevitably to the most hideous oppression.
It's an unbelievably tight race for hideous today.
Making night hideous.
How hideous is the semicolon.
Sometimes we have the absolute certainty there's something inside us that's so hideous and monstrous that if we ever search it out we won't be able to stand looking at it. But it's when we're willing to come face to face with that demon that we face the angel.
Women more than men can strip war of its glamour and its out-of-date heroisms and patriotisms, and see it as a demon of destruction and hideous wrong.
I fell in love with the book [ Brief Interviews with Hideous Men] and always wanted to do something with and fought to get the rights, which was pretty fun and an incredible experience in itself.
A Grand Design we couldn't see because we were part of it. A Grand Design we only got occasional, fleeting glimpses of. A Grand Design involving the entire course of history and all of time and space that, for some unfathomable reason, chose to work out its designs with cats and croquet mallets and penwipers, to say nothing of the dog. And a hideous piece of Victorian artwork. And us.
Who seems most hideous when adorned the most.
I wasn't one of those hideous children who make their parents sit through hour-long performances when you're seven. I didn't do anything like that thankfully.
Machines are worshipped because they are beautiful and valued because they confer power; they are hated because they are hideous and loathed because they impose slavery.
I think even celebrities deserve their privacy. I really do. It's sort of a hideous spectacle, the public feeding on all this information.