1 For he was gradually attaining his object in life, and that, to Lily, was always less despicable than to miss it.
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2 It was a peculiar combination of old-maidishness and licentiousness that made Cutter seem so despicable.
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3 "The time may come when you will not consider the knife of a savage such a despicable vanity," returned the scout, with a strong expression of contempt for the other's dullness.
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4 With his heart continually assuring him that he was despicable, he could not exist without making it, through his actions, apparent to all men.
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5 It is nasty for you to hear my despicable moans: well, let it be nasty; here I will let you have a nastier flourish in a minute.
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6 Though I do not maintain positively that she understood all this distinctly; but she certainly did fully understand that I was a despicable man, and what was worse, incapable of loving her.
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7 It is rumored that Prince Vasili played a very despicable part in this affair and that he returned to Petersburg quite crestfallen.
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8 All that had so long engaged my attention suddenly grew despicable.
9 Somehow, that seemed a despicable occupation.
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10 "In truth, what Albert has just done is either very despicable or very noble," replied the baron.
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11 And when passion is dead, or absent, then the magnificent throb of beauty is incomprehensible and even a little despicable; warm, live beauty of contact, so much deeper than the beauty of vision.
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12 I love her a thousand times more for her sweet pity of last night, a pity that made my own hate of the monster seem despicable.
13 True, generous feeling is made small account of by some, but here were two natures rendered, the one intolerably acrid, the other despicably savourless for the want of it.
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