1 I respect your past and despise your present.
2 Consequently Vronsky had the right to despise Levin, and therefore he was his enemy.
3 "Konstantin Dmitrievitch despises and hates town and us townspeople," said Countess Nordston.
4 But this sense of his own humiliation before the man he had unjustly despised made up only a small part of his misery.
5 He despised the nobility, and believed the mass of the nobility to be secretly in favor of serfdom, and only concealing their views from cowardice.
6 In the same way Levin in his heart despised the town mode of life of his friend, and his official duties, which he laughed at, and regarded as trifling.
7 Such a discovery now would only mean breaking up family habits, and she let herself be deceived, despising him and still more herself, for the weakness.
8 For the demi-monde the members of that fashionable world believed that they despised, though their tastes were not merely similar, but in fact identical.
9 Dolly was in despair, she detested her husband, despised him, pitied him, resolved on a separation, resolved to refuse, but ended by agreeing to sell part of her property.
10 For those few seconds he was sure in anticipation that a higher, juster criticism would be uttered by them, by those very visitors whom he had been so despising a moment before.
11 In spite of the fact that, preparing herself for meeting him, she had schooled herself to despise and reproach him, she did not know what to say to him, and she felt sorry for him.
12 Levin felt that, in spite of all the ugliness of his life, his brother Nikolay, in his soul, in the very depths of his soul, was no more in the wrong than the people who despised him.
13 The Countess Nordston and Levin got into that relation with one another not seldom seen in society, when two persons, who remain externally on friendly terms, despise each other to such a degree that they cannot even take each other seriously, and cannot even be offended by each other.
14 And all of a sudden, instead of his life with his wife being made on an individual pattern, it was, on the contrary, entirely made up of the pettiest details, which he had so despised before, but which now, by no will of his own, had gained an extraordinary importance that it was useless to contend against.