Looked at in one way each breadth stands alone, the bloated curves and flourishes--a kind of "debased Romanesque" with delirium tremens--go waddling up and down in isolated columns of fatuity
I don't know all I have done, in my fatuity
,' said Mr.
Going into the Market Place he accosted in a feigned voice a maiden, the orphan daughter of a noble Polygon, whose affection in former days he had sought in vain; and by a series of deceptions -- aided, on the one side, by a string of lucky accidents too long to relate, and on the other, by an almost inconceivable fatuity
and neglect of ordinary precautions on the part of the relations of the bride -- he succeeded in consummating the marriage.
At least, I am now at liberty to believe, without too much fatuity
, that you love another," said the young man, in a caressing tone, "and I repeat that I am really interested for the count.
He even noticed two or three gestures which, in his fatuity
, he had thought she kept for him: a way of throwing her head back when she was amused, as if to taste her laugh before she let it out, and a trick of sinking her lids slowly when anything charmed or moved her.
It was, in fact, that which, with a secret fatuity
, he had watched Mrs.
Upon my word," said he, in his tone of intrepid fatuity
, "here is a charming creature
He probably thought the display worth very little from a picturesque point of view; the weak voice; the colourless personality as incapable of an attitude as a bed-post, the very fatuity
of the clenched hand so ineffectual at that time and place-- no, it wasn't worth much.
Jasper was sent for, the watch and shirt-pin were identified, Neville was detained, and the wildest frenzy and fatuity
of evil report rose against him.
This conviction was strengthened by his vanity and conceit, a conceit to the point of fatuity
Predator provides a first-rate look at how inspiration, creativity, hard work, personality conflicts, rivalries, egos, political calculations, power plays, avarice, and, yes, fatuity
, shape or scuttle new weapons.
The world that the war has taught Graves to see is a world of contingency and constant mistakes," Paul Fussell writes, "not to mention outright fatuity