Mocking Quotes

“Your dignity can be mocked, abused, compromised, toyed with, lowered and even badmouthed, but it can never be taken from you. You have the power today to reset your boundaries, restore your image, start fresh with renewed values and rebuild what has happened to you in the past.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“What are you gonna do, angel face? Stab me with your eyebrow pencil?”
― Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Kiss an Angel

“Aww, you know my verbal stingers are only poisoned with love”
― Laurie Faria Stolarz, Silver Is for Secrets

“When you are mocking somebody,
you are just trying to get rid of something embarassing within you
that makes you doing so.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“I expected little else" [...]"How dare you?" I clutched the front of my ruined dress in mock affront. "I am a God-fearing Christian woman now--”
― Shelby Mahurin, Serpent & Dove

“Now, if there were an Olympics for misleading, mismanaging and misappropriating then this administration would take the gold, world-records for violations of national and international law. They want another four year term to continue to alienate our allies, spend our children's inheritance and hollow out the economy. We cannot afford another Republican administration.”
― Dennis Kucinich

“He was mocking me. I could see his mouth beginning to lift in a maddening smirk, a smile that was half sardonic and half secretive, as if the fate of the world depended on the answer to a riddle only he knew and would never share.”
― Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura

“He will fence with his own shadow.”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

“Mocking precedes learning the hard way.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“... the city around us seemed colder than ever again, and I realised that even if it really had sensed something going on, it certainly didn't care. It moved forward again. I could feel it. I could almost hear it laugh and taste it. Close. Watching. Mocking. And it was cold, so cold, as it watched my sister bleeding at the back of our house.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Give yourself a pat on the back for getting mocked by those who have never tried their hands at anything.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Before You Doubt Yourself: Pep Talks and other Crucial Discussions

“Don't try to bring anyone down to your knee, lift everyone up above your head.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Heart Force One: Need No Gun to Defend Society

“He was the kind of god you prayed to for making water wet and fire hot, or for keeping giants out of a land where nobody has seen a giant for a thousand years. He was good at the easy things.”
― Christopher Buehlman, The Blacktongue Thief

“The desert mocked the map-makers.”
― Dean F. Wilson, Hopebreaker

“Those who don't do, bark. Those who are humans, do.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier

“What a shocking bad hat!' was the phrase that was next in vogue. No sooner had it become universal, than thousands of idle but sharp eyes were on the watch for the passenger whose hat shewed any signs, however slight, of ancient service. Immediately the cry arose, and, like the war-whoop of the Indians, was repeated by a hundred discordant throats. He was a wise man who, finding himself under these circumstances 'the observed of all observers,' bore his honours meekly. He who shewed symptoms of ill-feeling at the imputations cast upon his hat, only brought upon himself redoubled notice. The mob soon perceive whether a man is irritable, and, if of their own class, they love to make sport of him. When such a man, and with such a hat, passed in those days through a crowded neighbourhood, he might think himself fortunate if his annoyances were confined to the shouts and cries of the populace. The obnoxious hat was often snatched from his head and thrown into the gutter by some practical joker, and then raised, covered with mud, upon the end of a stick, for the admiration of the spectators, who held their sides with laughter, and exclaimed, in the pauses of their mirth, 'Oh, what a shocking bad hat!' 'What a shocking bad hat!' Many a nervous poor man, whose purse could but ill spare the outlay, doubtless purchased a new hat before the time, in order to avoid exposure in this manner.”
― Charles Mackay, Extraordinary Popular Delusions and The Madness of Crowds, Volume 1

“Those who can't do, mock, those who do, have no time to mock.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Gente Mente Adelante: Prejudice Conquered is World Conquered

“He looks around in amazement, taking in the mess. 'Where- Do you really sleep here? Perhaps you ought to set fire to your rooms as well.'

'Maybe,' I say, guiding him to my bed. It is strange to put my hand on his back. I can feel the warmth of his skin through the thin linen of his shirt, can feel the flex of his muscles.

It feels wrong to touch him as though he were a regular person, as though he weren't both the High King and also my enemy.

He needs no encouragement to sprawl on my mattress, head on the pillow, black hair spilling like crow feathers. He looks up at me with his night-coloured eyes, beautiful and terrible all at once. 'For a moment,' he says, 'I wondered if it wasn't you shooting bolts at me.'

I make a face at him. 'And what made you decide it wasn't?'

He grins up at me. 'They missed.'

I have said that he has the power to deliver a compliment and make it hurt. So, too, can he say something that ought to be insulting and deliver it in such a way that it feels like being truly seen.

Our eyes meet, and something dangerous sparks.

He hates you, I remind myself.

'Kiss me again,' he says, drunk and foolish. 'Kiss me until I am sick of it.'

I feel those words, feel them like a kick in the stomach. He sees my expression and laughs, a sound full of mockery. I can't tell which of us he's laughing at.

He hates you. Even if he wants you, he hates you.

Maybe he hates you the more for it.

After a moment, his eyes flutter closed. His voice falls to a whisper, as though he's talking to himself. 'If you're the sickness, I suppose you can't also be the cure.'

He drifts off to sleep, but I am wide awake.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“To render help is human.
To keep it secret is divine.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“The awful reality of life is that kids can sometimes be ruthless toward one another. Kidding, teasing, taunting, and mocking with sadistic sarcasm, they have exterminated innumerable self-esteems. Some are more adept at Humiliation 101 than they are at math or science. It's a choice between homework and hassling a weaker member of the human race. And the latter often wins out. No wonder. It's much more fun to obliterate a person's already fragile self-image than it is to work fractions for some teacher who attended school with your grandmother. It's an art form, actually, with some kids as budding Rembrandts. Whether vocal or unspoken, direct or passive, it's always destructive. Like an arrow, the rejection a young person feels plunges deep within, causing a wound that can take decades to heal.”
― Jeff Kinley

“Mocking someone on his deep-seated convictions makes us twice as foolish as we are in his eyes.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“You climb out of the train with all your shit, you're a little groggy, a little discouraged. You're not expecting anyone to be there, then boom! Someone's there after all, at the end of the platform, waiting for you. Haven't you ever dreamt that would happen to you?"
"I don't dream."
"I don't dream," she repeated in a macho tone. "I don't dream and I don't like a cocktease. May that be a warning, babe."
He looked devastated.”
― Anna Gavalda, Hunting and Gathering

“Those who don't lift, laugh. Those who are humans, lift.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier

“Ohhhhhhhhhh
The King’s hair is quite fair,
And his smile’s all there.
Yet beside of all this,
The King has no heir!

Foooooooooor
The King is not there, down there.
No the King is not there, down there.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaall
The maids are so pretty,
And some even witty!
But still no heir is there,
And say so my ditty!

The King is not there, down there.
No the King is not there, down there.

Sooooooooooo
Don’t hang your brother,
For the sake of your mother!
Cuz we’ve still no heir to spare,
Unless she whelped another!

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
The king is not there, down there.
No, the King is not there, down there.”
― L.P. Cowling, Gearpox

“I imagine that is I asked, she'd roll with me right here until we turned her white gown green and then thank me for the honour of my favour.' He smiles, going in for the kill, leaning toward me as if confiding a secret. 'Not that I'd be the first to green gown her.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“Glad you're up to mocking.'

'I hope it's the last thing about me to go.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“Let them keep their opinions,
You keep your ambition.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo

“The end of time?" Ba'alzamon mocked. "You live like a beetle under a rock, and you think your slime is the universe. The death of time will bring me power such as you could not dream of, worm.”
― Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World

“Hello Jon, Apologies For The Deception.”
― Jonathan Sims, The Magnus Archives: Season 4

“You know, "freedom of expression also comes with responsibilities, such as respecting the rights and beliefs of others.”
― Dipti Dhakul