1 But they were loath to face their mother and they lingered on the porch of Tara, momentarily expecting Scarlett to give them an invitation to supper.
2 Everyone had his own idea on that subject and was loath to relinquish it, just as everyone had ideas about the color and cut of the uniforms.
3 Scarlett was loath to put down the wallet.
4 From the moment his daughter was born, Rhett's conduct was puzzling to all observers and he upset many settled notions about himself, notions which both the town and Scarlett were loath to surrender.
5 And now, my dear, I must write you of something that has come to our ears--something Eulalie and I were loath to believe at first.
6 They moved us into town, put down the carpets in our new house, made shelves and cupboards for grandmother's kitchen, and seemed loath to leave us.
7 Yulka came bringing a dishpanful of wrung clothes, but she darted back into the house like she was loath to see us.
My Antonia By Willa CatherContext Highlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: III 8 When they drew near he motioned them away with an expressive action of the foot, loath to disturb the fixed lines of his countenance, his arms, or his rigid shoulders.
9 Mother and sisters gathered close, as if loath to give Meg up.
10 He was loath to leave his brother alone all day long, and he was afraid his brother would laugh at him about it.
11 I was not loath to follow their example, for I felt thirsty and hungry.
12 I am loath to think it, and indeed it would be almost as great a marvel as the other to find that Van Helsing was mad; but anyhow I shall watch him carefully.
13 He shook the sound out of his ears by an angry toss of his head and hurried on, stumbling through the mouldering offal, his heart already bitten by an ache of loathing and bitterness.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 14 The feelings excited by improper art are kinetic, desire or loathing.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 15 Desire urges us to possess, to go to something; loathing urges us to abandon, to go from something.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5