Sentence examples for our resentment of from inspiring English sources

The responsibility gap is symptomatic of deep unease with the large corporation itself: the too-big-to-manage problem; the mismatch between the scale and power of the institution and human capacity to control it; the American dependence on these economic powerhouses and our resentment of their tendency to do us wrong.

In the letter to The Times, Mr. Shater, the Brotherhood strategist, said: "Despite our resentment of the continued appearance of productions like the anti-Muslim film that led to the current violence, we do not hold the American government or its citizens responsible for acts of the few that abuse the laws protecting freedom of expression".

Despite our resentment of the continued appearance of productions like the anti-Muslim film that led to the current violence, we do not hold the American government or its citizens responsible for acts of the few that abuse the laws protecting freedom of expression.

Instead, thanks to Twitter's influence, pop culture pundits have persuaded themselves that one of the most successful movie stars of her generation occupies a role in the public's imagination "not unlike Lindsay Lohan's … [as a] punching bag on which we project our resentment of celebrities, generally speaking".

To the contrary, Edith Wharton might well be more congenial to us now if, alongside her other advantages, she'd looked like Grace Kelly or Jacqueline Kennedy; and nobody was more conscious of this capacity of beauty to override our resentment of privilege than Wharton herself.

Because he was so open with us, in the end we have to put aside our churlish resentment of Updike's talent, and simply give thanks for the life he devoted to literature.

Her books accordingly grow with us, and as we read and reread them they nudge us towards self-knowledge and the comprehension of others (as well as catering to our catty resentment of their existence); there is no better guide to the perils of society and the errors of judgment we make in exploring it.

American politics is inherently divisive: it is one of the ways we express our resentment, even our hatred, of one another without resorting to violence.

Toronto may not be the most prominent city we deserve, but it's the one we need... as a convenient focal point of our resentment, mockery, and hostility, while those within the city are mostly blissfully unaware of their awfulness.

Still, we deck our halls in jolly holly and wrap our resentment in many layers of opaque paper, tied tight with a pretty ribbon.

This year, too, will bring its outrages, and we will continue to depend on the emotional candor of this looping language: Pollard annoyed, massaging her temples, the crowd-sourced portrait of our resentment.