Sentence examples for own wretchedness from inspiring English sources

But to call one's brother a "nigger" is to describe one's own "wretchedness," as Richard Pryor said when he repudiated the word in the eighties.

The average American's response is neither admiration nor envy, but rather a kind of sick pride in their own wretchedness, combined with righteous contempt for their European worker counterparts, whom most Americans see as morally degenerate precisely because they have more leisure time, more job security, health benefits and other advantages.

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"These women... acknowledged in their own eccentric way the wretchedness of human history, which they would no doubt have called the sinfulness of the world".

Because "the wretchedness of our own time is connected with the structure of society" (1933b, 24) a social theory that could make that structure's irrationality explicit could help overcome that wretchedness.

Her faith in beauty is brutally tested by the scamming, the wretchedness and not least by her own fear as a foreign patient in a strange hospital -- or, as an American, being told that it's not quite patriotic to want her own apartment back.

Rather, he would remain at home in a state of tortured misery that would increase over the course of the movie, like a pressure-cooker with no off switch, until viewers finally tore their own eyes out in a fit of abject wretchedness.

While Oz has no problem saying that Israel's violent occupation is unjust to Palestinians and endangers its own people, Khalidi refuses to acknowledge that Hamas exists to end Israel's existence and thrives on Palestinian wretchedness.

Even as he slides further into despair, his perception warped by grief and drug addiction, Charlie wryly observes his own wretchedness noting, for instance, the way he has holed himself up in "the kind of nest in which a rat would live".

A kind of Cubist "Candide" that evoked the wretchedness of desire, the play infiltrated my thoughts until its actors and its dialogue began to feel like figments of my own imagination, suddenly made real in my poetry city, New York.

Underlying mood: despair at the wretchedness of the Arab condition.