How can one not be fond of something that the <i>Daily Mail</i> despises?
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How can one not be fond of something that the <i>Daily Mail</i> despises?
It is easy to despise what you cannot get.
I, too, dislike it.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in
it, after all, a place for the genuine.
That is the natural disposition of the sex; to disdain those who adore them, and love those by whom they are abhorred.
That is the way with woman, to disdain the man who loves her, and to love the man who disdains her.
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond
all this fiddle.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
discovers in
it after all, a place for the genuine.
you have to love something before you can hate it.
I hate it as one hates sin or pestilence or — the color work in a ten-cent magazine.
Those who understand a thing are not equal to those who are fond of it, and those who are fond of it are not equal to those who delight in it.
I think I dislike what I don't like more than I like what I like.
If you're not careful, the newspapers will have you hating the people who are being oppressed, and loving the people who are doing the oppressing.
I loathe popular pulp, I loathe go-go gangs, I loathe jungle music, I loathe science fiction with its gals and goons, suspense and suspensories. I especially loathe vulgar movies — cripples raping nuns under tables, or naked-girl breasts squeezing against the tanned torsos of repulsive young males. And, really, I don't think I mock popular trash more often than do other authors who believe with me that a good laugh is the best pesticide.
One can seldom admire what one loves.
There are two ways to dislike poetry: One is to dislike it; the other is to read Pope.
I am tempted to think that to be despised by her sex is a very great compliment to a woman.