The man was running away with the rest, and selling his…

It’s a shameful moment for U.S. media when it insists on being subservient to the grotesque propaganda agencies of a violent, aggressive state.

— Noam Chomsky

I have to be careful to get out before I become the grotesque caricature of a hatchet-faced woman with big knockers.

— Jamie Lee Curtis

“I was grotesque to the theatrical pitch, a stage miser, but I was certainly not a physical impossibility”

— H.G. Wells

People commonly travel the world over to see rivers and mountains, new stars, garish birds, freak fish, grotesque breeds of human; they fall into…

— Soren Kierkegaard

I think that, honestly, people's censorship issues are personal but I disagree with most of those personal choices that I see others make. You…

— Seth Rogen

In a way Australia is like Catholicism. The company is sometimes questionable and the landscape is grotesque. But you always come back.

— Thomas Keneally

The statesmen will invent cheap lies, putting the blame upon the nation that is attacked, and every man will be glad of those conscience-soothing…

— Mark Twain

Salvador Dali has been called kitsch, but, although some of this work may be grotesque, its brazenly self-conscious bad taste saves it from being…

— Denis Dutton

To the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost blind you draw large and startling figures.

— Flannery O'Connor

Size without shape is grotesque.

— Vince Gironda

There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why,--when it did not seem worthwhile to be glad or sorry, to be…

— Kate Chopin

Our tolerance of the intolerable found a low threshold as early as the late 1950s with the grotesque excesses of McCarthyism, which destroyed so…

— Pankaj Mishra

George theThird Ought never to have occurred. One can only wonder At so grotesque a blunder.

— E. C. Bentley

There is the life of the plankton in almost endless variety; there are the many kinds of fish, both surface and bottom living; there…

— Alister Hardy

At six I lived in a graveyard full of dolls, avoiding myself, my body, the suspect in its grotesque house.

— Anne Sexton