“Ugh,” I am infuriated when he is intentionally ignorant. I approach the liar and inquire about the situation at hand and as always he denies everything. The back-stabber continuously speaks untruths with no regard to others feelings. Jealousy has driven this deceiver to the psychotic state. The devil invited his self into things that were not any of his concern.
He immediately begins attacking Hester, pestering her with questions and statements such as, "Thou wilt not reveal his name? Not the less he is mine," resumed he, with a look of confidence, as if destiny were at one with him. "He bears no letter of infamy wrought into his garment, as thou dost, but I shall read it on his heart”(83). Chillingworth tries to shame Hester into telling him the truth. He does not know her lover is Dimmesdale at this point so he can only go to Hester and hold the letter above her head, taunting her in a sense, in the hope that she will give in and say the name.
I genuinely have not got the time for people who sit around and pretend they know me and moan about the things I do FUCK OFF it's my profile I'll write whatever I want on it, if it annoys you that much ya know where the remove button is and you can even speak about me as much as you like, ya know what they say haters make me famous;) Such an urge to stab certain people in the face After you get hurt you build these "walls" around you, in fear of getting hurt once again. You don't let anyone in, you don't give anyone your all because you constantly remind yourself of the past. You even get scared when someone gets too close. Which is terrible because you not only hurt yourself but others. Just remember that one day you need to have the strength to put these walls down for someone, or you will never be truly happy.
One look would spike fear, I have now become the object of ridicule and laughter. Some would say I’m just insecure, it’s all in my head; to try and make me feel better. But no, I’m useless. I’m as useless as a master piece to a dead man. I pine for that feeling of power and worth, now I look to others to give me comfort and means to survive my day.
He started taking shots at my self-esteem by saying that no one else would want to be with me because of x,y,z. C.) I would be lying to you if I said that during this time of my life I didn't fight back. I was constantly fighting back with all of the mistakes he had made and how they way things were now was all his fault. I tried hard to make sure that he felt guilty about what he had done and how it made me feel and I blamed him for our break up. I remember one night when we were fighting he told me I was a stupid bitch, I fired back with whatever name came to mind at that moment.
Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home. If I imagined you really wished me to marry Isabel, I'd cut my throat!'" Chapter 11 | Even though I my enemies and I have our differences and they might make me mad. I have no point in seeking revenge. I feel like I am to old and its time to put the childish games behind me.
Imediantly showing Mr Birling’s personality, which is selfish. Then he goes on and saying, “There isn’t a chance of war” this dramamtic irony leads the audience into looking forward to seeing Mr Birling being prove wrong. In addition, this shows Mr Birling’s thoughts on responsibilities are wrong. Saying this, the sudeience should not agree with him and his thoughts on responsibilies due to the examples of dramatic irony. After he had finished his speech on keeping labour cost down and profit high, Inspector Goole enters and throws a shocking news at the Birlings.
They felt pressured by everyone, though, and there was a little misinterpretation, but they agreed they would rather die than be apart. Had nothing else to live for *solemnly* Balthasar: I’m afraid I convinced poor Romeo that Lady Juliet had kicked the bucket. Now it makes sense why he wanted those pills…. Ops Friar: See!?!?! Capulets: Now all our fighting seems silly.
Writer has expressed his anger using colourful and ‘over the top’ language. He is displeased with the hosts because they completely ignored the ‘ramification’ of their ‘conduits’. Writer feels as though hosts were very immature and irresponsible towards this prank and did not think or consider the effect it would have on the people who were targeted. Hyperbole, makes a dramatic impact on the reader. He wants readers to realise that this matter is more serious than what hosts thought it would be.
This not only compels the readers to see the lack of common sense by which these people are trying to achieve, but to completely view them as people who pose as a stain of society. This element of their nuisance is enhanced by the use of words “bludgers” and “hippies” by which label them as lazy, freeloading parasites who are unable to move on with society and regress into useless human beings. The attack continues with the words ‘activists’ and ‘liberationists’. These words imply there is a hidden, unclear agenda by which these people are trying to achieve and more importantly how. This appeal to fear causes the audience to question the behaviour of these people creating a sense of fear and doubt.