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“It was a small tortoise with Julia鈥檚 initials set in diamonds in the living shell, and this slightly obscene object, now slipping impotently on the polished boards, now striding across the card-table, now lumbering over a rug, now withdrawn at a touch, now stretching its neck and swaying its withered, antediluvian head, became a memorable part of the evening, one of those needlehooks of experience which catch the attention when larger matters are at stake.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

“We pass a church with a massive blue neon cross, and I am spiritually lifted by feelings of great religiosity. No, I鈥檓 not, for crying out loud. Don鈥檛 be ridiculous. But what I do love about this road is how the gaudy becomes grand, how tastelessness is a way of everyday life. You have to admire how these people shamelessly try to get your attention as you drive by, whether they鈥檙e trying to feed you a hamburger or a savior. (p.37)”
― Michael Zadoorian, The Leisure Seeker

“She could've overlooked the level of tackiness if the tackiness was also tactful. Which it was not.”
― Mandy Ashcraft, Small Orange Fruit

“It was the size of a palace and gilded from top to bottom as if the owner had said, 鈥淭ry for blindingly ugly, but I鈥檒l settle for merely gaudy if I must.”
― Sarah K.L. Wilson, Dance With The Sword