Insinuation Quotes

As a people, we have been tolled farther and farther away from the facts of what we have done by the romanticizers, whose bait is nothing more than the wishful insinuation that we have done no harm. Speaking a public language of propaganda, uninfluenced by the real content of our history which we know only in a deep and guarded privacy, we are still in the throes of the paradox of the "gentleman and soldier."
However conscious it may have been, there is no doubt in my mind that all this moral and verbal obfuscation is intentional. Nor do I doubt that its purpose is to shelter us from the moral anguish implicit in our racism - an anguish that began, deep and mute, in the minds of Christian democratic freedom-loving owners of slaves. ~ Wendell Berry

The game may have ended and the tomb have glided away,
But the impressions on the heart are growing brighter;
Oh, how I understood you: both the warmth's insinuation and
The splendor of flowerbeds where decay is showing through...

("August") ~ Innokenty Annensky

I got a shotgun and a backhoe and no one looks under a septic tank for a dead body. (Bubba) ~ Sherrilyn Kenyon

Diva had "popped" into the grocer's. She always popped everywhere just now; she popped across to see a friend, and she popped home again; she popped into church on Sunday, and occasionally popped up to town, and Miss Mapp was beginning to feel that somebody ought to let her know, directly or by insinuation, that she popped too much. So, thinking that an opportunity might present itself now, Miss Mapp read the news-board outside the stationer's till Diva popped out of the grocer's again. The headlines of news, even the largest of them, hardly reached her brain, because it was entirely absorbed in another subject. Of course, the first thing was to find out by what train . . . ~ E.F. Benson

Invention despoils observations, insinuation invalidates memory. A stewpot of bad habits, all of it - so that imaginative writers wind up, by and large, a shifty crew, sunk in distortion, misrepresentation, illusion, imposture, fakery. ~ Cynthia Ozick

[ ... ] The most effective insinuation is the one that gives facts that are valueless in themselves, yet cannot be denied because they are true. ~ Umberto Eco

If our credit be so well built, so firm, that it is not easy to be shaken by calumny or insinuation, envy then commends us, and extols us beyond reason to those upon whom we depend, till they grow jealous, and so blow us up when they cannot throw us down. ~ Edward Hyde, 1st Earl Of Clarendon

Shall we upon the footing of our land
Send fair-play orders, and make compromise,
Insinuation, parley, and base truce,
To arms invasive? ~ William Shakespeare

This insinuation of the interests of the self into even the most ideal enterprises and most universal objectives, envisaged in moments of highest rationality, makes hypocrisy an inevitable by product of all virtuous endeavor. ~ Reinhold Niebuhr

Come on, she's gorgeous. Guys in Richmond would be drooling right now."

Joe's brows shot up, and he turned as if expecting to see someone new behind him. "Sid?"

"You'd have to be a eunuch not to see that."

Joe looked insulted by that insinuation.

"You know what I mean. Who is she anyway?"

"She's my boat mechanic. A pain in the ass, but she can fix anything you put in front of her."

Beth couldn't respond. She'd need to lift her jaw off the floor to do that.

"What?" Joe asked, looking perplexed again.

"That is your boat mechanic? You work with a woman Hugh Hefner would pay a million bucks for, yet you claim not to notice she's the slightest bit attractive?" Beth pulled the tray to her now inferior-feeling chest and wrapped her arms around it. "Is that why you're so cranky all the time?"

Joe's mouth clamped shut and his eyes narrowed. "You're out of your mind. Sid isn't…" He trailed off as he looked again to the woman in question and got a straight shot of a well-shaped bottom. "You're nuts," he said, stomping out of the room. Before Beth could follow behind him, he leaned back in to yell, "And I'm not cranky! ~ Terri Osburn

I Suddenly Dont Understand Anything And Am Currently Casting Sincere Doubt On The Laughable Insinuation That I Or Anyone Else Ever Actually Did For Even A Single Moment ~ Andrew Hussie

Rather than giving out information someone would be able to check, it's better to limit yourself to insinuation. ~ Umberto Eco

There is a temptation among Catholics to explain away depression as if there were no medical issue involved - simply a spiritual failure on the part of the sufferer. There is a powerful spiritual reality at play in depression, but the insinuation that the sufferer is somehow at fault gets things exactly backward: it is the innocence of the depressed one that is the key. ~ Aaron Kheriaty

When I started at Freedman's, during orientation, a speaker who was an alumna and board member talked of sitting in economics class next to a shy young man with a thick West African accent. They struck up a friendship, she said, pausing to wink and nod, which I took as an insinuation of a more intimate relationship. The woman ended the story with his name, and I recognized it as the name of the warlord-turned-dictator-for-life of a small African republic. We were supposed to be impressed by the prominence of our alums, and at the same time we were encouraged to wonder what sort of world-shaker sat beside us. One day the dictator will be overthrown and executed or tried in The Hague for crimes against humanity. ~ Rion Amilcar Scott

Being sexy is not about what's on show, it's all about suggestion, or insinuation. I'm interested in the way a garment hangs on a woman's body and the way it moves when she moves. ~ Francisco Costa

In each thing there is an insinuation of death. Stillness, silence, serenity are all apprenticeships. ~ Federico Garcia Lorca

Insinuation is not truth, just conjecture ~ Vera Jane Cook

Don't make that mistake again," he said in a voice so quiet it was barely audible. He looked as if all his latent hostilities were waiting for an excuse to turn on her. "If you throw that cup at me, so help me, I'll carry you over and put you down in the punch bowl!"
"You and the CIA, maybe!" Cecily hissed. "Go ahead and try…!"
Tate actually took a step toward her just as Colby managed to get between them. "Now, now," he cautioned.
Cecily wasn't backing down an inch. Neither was Tate. He'd gone from lazy affection and indulgent amusement to bristling antagonism in the space of weeks. Lately he flew into a rage if Cecily's name was mentioned, but Colby hadn't told her that.
"You have no right to make that kind of insinuation about me," she said through her teeth. "I don't get jobs lying on my back, and you know it!"
Tate's black eyes narrowed. He looked formidable, but Cecily wasn't intimidated by him. She never had been. He glanced at her hands, which were clenched on her cup, and then back to her rigid features. It had infuriated him to be the object of televised ridicule at the political dinner, and Audrey's comments had only made things worse. He was carrying a grudge. But as he looked at Cecily, he felt an emptiness in his very soul. This woman had been a thorn in his side for years, ever since an impulsive act of compassion had made her his responsibility. In those days, she'd been demure and sweet and dependent on him, and her shy hero worship ~ Diana Palmer

When public men indulge themselves in abuse, when they deny others a fair trial, when they resort to innuendo and insinuation, to libel, scandal, and suspicion, then our democratic society is outraged, and democracy is baffled. ~ J. William Fulbright

We regret the insinuation that Mr. Alex Trebek is a robot, and has been since 2004. Mr. Trebek's robotic frame does still contain some organic parts, many harvested from patriotic Canadian schoolchildren, so this technically makes him a 'cyborg,' not a 'robot.' ~ Ken Jennings

It smells not of decay but of disappearing, of disintegration. An invisible eating away. But that's not how it works, it doesn't eat away like acid. It gets into the metabolism of things and overstimulates them until they die. It hyper-accelerates growth until the organism is undone. Herbicide, he thinks, is a better word than defoliant, but neither conveys the endless insinuation of the stuff, the occupation. He breathes the dank spray
it's heavy, oily, metallic. It almost doesn't smell, but it clings to you, gets between you and your sweat then sinks into your skin. ~ Dana Spiotta

Now she knew, and spoke it, answering him in kind with cool self-possession, fully cognizant of what the admission could mean. "The fleshly sword, yes. But he also taught me what you cannot: what it is to love a man." Dull color stained his face. Her thrust had gone home cleanly, and more deeply than she had hoped.

Her matter-of-fact confirmation of his crude insinuation turned the blade back on him. His eyes glittered in flame. "Do you know what I see?"

She knew very well what he saw. She named it before he could. "Robin Hood's whore," she answered. "And grateful for the honor. ~ Jennifer Roberson

The talent of insinuation is more useful than that of persuasion, as everybody is open to insinuation, but scarce any to persuasion. ~ Lord Chesterfield

The Japanese are human beings like the rest of us, but they will strongly resent this insinuation. ~ George Mikes

Immediately on my arrival at the Project I began studying linguistics, because that seemed imperative to me. I was soon amazed to learn that, when it came to the primary, most fundamental concepts in this field - a field supposedly precise, quantified, mathematized - there was absolutely no agreement. Why, the authorities could not come together on so basic and preliminary a question as what exactly morphemes and phonemes were. But when I asked the appropriate people, in all sincerity, how in the world they could accomplish anything, given this state of affairs, my naive question was taken as a sneering insinuation. I ~ Stanislaw Lem

Okay, on my first night, he tried to chat me up. You know how the story goes. 'You have the most beautiful eyes, I'm very rich, want to see my bedroom?' Blah, blah, blah."
"And because you turned him down, he's more determined than ever," Will guessed, with amazing accuracy. "You did turn him down, right?"
"Of course," I told him, insulted by the insinuation I would drop my knickers for a glass of wine. "Do you think I'd risk my job for a quick tumble in the sheets with him? ~ Kyra Lennon

Wouldn't I be sick too, or people in the office," Day argued.

"Not really. If an adult does start to cough or get a sore throat, they most likely go to their doctor and get medicine or an antibiotic, and the symptoms go away. I will give you a couple of doses of antibiotics just in case, since you two are obviously," his brother paused and looked at him, "close."

"Thanks, Jax," Day said, ignoring his brother's insinuation. "So he's going to be fine? ~ A.E. Via

Look your fill " the creature murmured his voice as sweet and rich as syllabub sauce. And his lusty grin when he said it was sinful - and pleasurable.
Prue was certain her face flamed red at the barbarian's insinuation.
"I'm sure I don't know what you mean " she replied tartly.
He smiled and drained his goblet. His head was tilted back exposing the thick cords in his throat and Prue watched him eagerly drink down the entire contents in one swallow. Never had she seen such a vulgar display. Never had she been so engrossed in the workings of a man's throat and the movement of his Adam's apple. With a thunk he set the goblet down and shoved his chair back. His legs were spread and the black leather riding britches he wore were pulled snugly over his massive thighs…and other parts as well.
Flushing Prudence glanced away. She could not look at him like that with his lace jabot untied and lying on either side of his opened shirt. A shirt that was unbuttoned and opened to his waist exposing a vast amount of dark male skin hairless and bronzed.
"Shall you not look my lady " he beckoned softly. "I like the feel of your eyes on me."
"Cover yourself sir " she demanded. "It's most unseemly."
"Ah the lady is Temperance indeed " the brute murmured huskily. ~ Charlotte Featherstone