Thereupon the toothless old cook went off, and returned with a man wearing a black gown. A low forehead showed a small mind in this priest, whose features were mean; his flabby, fat cheeks and double chin betrayed the easy-going egotist; his powdered hair gave him a pleasant look, till he raised his small, brown eyes, prominent under a flat forehead, and not unworthy to glitter under the brows of a Tartar.英文原著 · 《A Second Home》
Artois saw his lie. And he stood there silent, rebuked, waiting for the voice to speak again. But it did not speak. And he felt as if Hermione were silently demanding that he should sound the deeper depths of truth, he who had always proclaimed to her his love of truth. "Perhaps--yes, it would have been the same," he said. "But--but--" His intention was to say, "But we should not have known it." He checked himself. Even as they formed themselves in his mind the words seemed bending like some wretched, flabby reed. "It would have been the same.英文原著 · 《A Spirit in Prison》
"Of course you know best, dear," she admitted. "Perhaps I am a bit too fond of bright things."
The victory was won. Phillips had turned away. The shopman was altering the order. Joan moved towards the door, and accidentally caught sight of Mrs. Phillips's face. The flabby mouth was trembling. A tear was running down the painted cheek.英文原著 · 《All Roads Lead to Calvary》
What was the meaning of it? On the one hand that unimpeachable law, the greatest happiness of the greatest number; the sacred cause of Democracy; the moral Uplift of the people; Sanity, Wisdom, Truth, the higher Justice; all the forces on which she was relying for the regeneration of the world--all arrayed in stern demand that the flabby, useless Mrs. Phillips should be sacrificed for the general good. Only one voice had pleaded for foolish, helpless Mrs. Phillips--and had conquered. The still, small voice of Pity.英文原著 · 《All Roads Lead to Calvary》
Each week there was something to look forward to, something to plan for and manoeuvre. The sense of adventure, a spice of danger, added zest. She still knocked frequently, as before, at the door of the hideously-furnished little house in North Street; but Mrs. Phillips no longer oppressed her as some old man of the sea she could never hope to shake off from her shoulders. The flabby, foolish face, robbed of its terrors, became merely pitiful. She found herself able to be quite gentle and patient with Mrs. Phillips. Even the sloppy kisses she came to bear without a shudder down her spine.英文原著 · 《All Roads Lead to Calvary》
The whole thing was so obvious. "You ought not to think about yourself. You ought to think only of him and of his work. Nothing else matters." If she could say that to Joan, what might she not have said to her mother who, so clearly, she divined to be the incubus--the drag upon her father's career? She could hear the child's dry, passionate tones- -could see Mrs. Phillips's flabby cheeks grow white--the frightened, staring eyes. Where her father was concerned the child had neither conscience nor compassion. She had waited her time.英文原著 · 《All Roads Lead to Calvary》
No, I want a flabby gut and saggy man-breasts.美剧 · 《Friends》
What do you think, huh? Dress up in leather, go cruising for some flabby dentist dudes we can roll?美剧 · 《Shameless》
*Pestilential nuisances who write for autographs* *All people who have flabby hands and irritating laughs...* They had the wrong floor.美剧 · 《The Good Wife》