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Michael Martin sickens me Norfolk Blogger 2009

This tawdry abuse of human suffering for political gain sickens me to the core of my being.

Waldo Jaquith - “Why the shootings mean that we must support my politics.” 2007

This tawdry abuse of human suffering for political gain sickens me to the core of my being.

Boing Boing: September 9, 2001 - September 15, 2001 Archives 2001

"I will tell you; the man who holds the bill (ah, the word sickens me) reminded me when he called that I had seen him at my mother's house -- a chance acquaintance of hers -- professed great regard for me -- great admiration for Mr. Darrell -- and then surprised me by asking if I had never heard Mr. Darrell speak of Mr. Jasper Losely."

What Will He Do with It? — Volume 07 Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

Pish! how the name sickens me: but come, I have a father; at least a nominal one.

The Disowned — Volume 05 Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

Pish! how the name sickens me: but come, I have a father; at least a nominal one.

The Disowned — Complete Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

"I will tell you; the man who holds the bill (ah, the word sickens me) reminded me when he called that I had seen him at my mother's house -- a chance acquaintance of hers -- professed great regard for me -- great admiration for Mr. Darrell -- and then surprised me by asking if I had never heard Mr. Darrell speak of Mr. Jasper Losely."

What Will He Do with It? — Complete Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

But there it is, glaring horribly through the sallow, leaden eye; proclaiming itself in the sunken, deathlike look; ghastly protruding bones; the faltering, hollow voice; preaching audibly from the shattered, shaking skeleton; piercing to the most vital marrow of the bones, and sapping the manly strength of youth -- faugh! the idea sickens me.

The Works of Frederich Schiller Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller 1782

But there it is, glaring horribly through the sallow, leaden eye; proclaiming itself in the sunken, deathlike look; ghastly protruding bones; the faltering, hollow voice; preaching audibly from the shattered, shaking skeleton; piercing to the most vital marrow of the bones, and sapping the manly strength of youth -- faugh! the idea sickens me.

The Robbers Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller 1782

I personally am not a huge sports fan, the fact that we pay these folks to play games more than we pay the people who are in charge of teaching our children kind of sickens me.

"Release the flying monkeys..." Minzo 2005