Snob Quotes

“When people complain of your complexity, they fail to remember that they made fun of your simplicity.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“I'm not a snob. Ask anybody. Well, anybody who matters.”
― Simon Le Bon

“The true definition of a snob is one who craves for what separates men rather than for what unites them.”
― John Buchan

“Act as if you don't know me, and i will make it seem as though you don't exist.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Smell shit when one's bragging.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“Those who incessantly underestimate people will one day experience an incident that would make them want to plead everyone they had offended in the world.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“A pleasantly situated hotel close to the sea, and chalets by the water's edge where one breakfasted. Clientele well-to-do, and although I count myself no snob I cannot abide paper bags and orange peel. ("Not After Midnight")”
― Daphne du Maurier, Echoes from the Macabre: Selected Stories

“the word "snobbery" came into use for the first time in England during 1820s. It was said to have derived from the habit of many Oxford and Cambridge colleges of writing sine nobilitate (without nobility) , or "s.nob", next to the names of the ordinary students on examinations lists in order to distinguish them from their aristocratic peers. In the word's earliest days, a snob was taken to mean someone without high status, but it quickly assumed its modern and almost diametrically opposed meaning: someone offended by a lack of high status in others, a person who believes in a flawless equations between social rank and human worth”
― Alain de Botton, Status Anxiety

“I'm not a snob. I'm just better than everyone else.”
― Season Vining, Perfect Betrayal

“You despise the real bourgeois classes for all their snobbishness and their snobbish voices and ways. You do, don't you? Yet all you put in their place is a horrid little refusal to have nasty thoughts or do nasty things or be nasty in any way. Do you know that every great thing in the story of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth. Do you know that?”
― John Fowles, The Collector

“Snob corrupted.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“-Mi meta en la vida es llegar a ser un adjetivo -dijo-. Que la gente vaya por ahí diciendo: «Eso era tan bankheadiano», o «Un poco demasiado bankheadiano para mi gusto».
-Bankheadiano suena bien -dijo Madeleine.
-Es mejor que bankheadesco.
-O bankheadino.
-La terminación en «ino» es horrible la mires por donde la mires. Hay joyciano, shakesperiano, faulkneriano. Pero en «ino». ¿Quién hay por ahí que sea algo terminado en «ino»?
-¿Thoma Mannino?
-Kafesco -dijo-. ¡Pynchonesco! Mira, Pynchon es ya un adjetivo. Gaddis. ¿Cómo sería para Gaddis? ¿Gaddiesco? ¿Gaddisio?
-No, con Gaddis no se puede hacer —dijo Madeleine.
-No -dijo Leonard- Ha tenido mala suerte, Gaddis. ¿Te gusta Gaddis?
-Leí un poco de Los reconocimientos -dijo Madeleine.
Doblaron Planet Street y subieron por la pendiente.
-Belloviano -dijo Leonard-. Es superbonito cuando se cambia alguna letra. Con nabokoviano no pasa: Nabokov ya tiene la «v». Y Chéjov también: chejoviano. Los rusos lo tienen fácil. ¡Tolstoiano! El tal Tolstói era un adjetivo a la espera de formarse.
-No te olvides del tolstoianismo -dijo Madeleine.
-¡Dios mío! -dijo Leonard-. ¡Un nombre! Jamás había soñado con llegar a ser un nombre.
-¿Qué significaría bankheadiano?
Leonard se quedó pensativo unos segundos.
-De o relativo a Leonard Bankhead (norteamericano, nacido en 1959). Caracterizado por una introspección o inquietud excesiva. Sombrío, depresivo. Véase caso perdido.
Madeleine reía. Leonard se detuvo y la cogió del brazo, mirándola con seriedad.
-Te estoy llevando a mi casa -dijo.
-¿Qué?
-Todo este tiempo que llevamos andando. Te he estado llevando hacia mi casa. Eso es lo que hago normalmente, al parecer. Es vergonzoso. Vergonzoso. No quiero que sea así. No contigo. Así que te lo estoy diciendo.
-Ya me lo había figurado, que íbamos a tu casa.
-¿Sí?
-Te lo iba a decir. Cuando estuviéramos más cerca.
-Ya estamos cerca.
-No puedo subir.
-Por favor.
-No. Esta noche no.
-Hannaesco -dijo Leonard-. Testarudo. Dado a posturas inamovibles.
-Hannaesco -dijo Madeleine-. Peligroso. Algo con lo que no se juega.
-Quedo advertido.
Se quedaron de pie, mirándose, en el frío y la oscuridad de Planet Street. Leonard sacó las manos de los bolsillos para encajarse la melena detrás de las orejas.
-Puede que suba sólo un minuto -dijo Madeleine.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Marriage Plot

“Golfers flexing on other golfers for having Androids will never not be inadvertently hilarious. iPhones are also owned by Janitors, the job that's at the bottom of the perceived status pile, and I'd rather golf with a man who spends his time cleaning than a dirty pseudo snob.”
― Jarod Kintz, To be good at golf you must go full koala bear

“The snobbish lost in laud.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“Enough with this condescending outlook of life from a high and mighty, intellectual pedestal! Come down, come down to earth, come down to the street, come down to the soil, for that's where life is.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Making Britain Civilized: How to Gain Readmission to The Human Race

“Even his mother, his own mother, had once accused him of being a snob.”
― Marcel Proust, Jean Santeuil

“It was a nice story, but most fairy tales had a dark side to them, especially when it came to a princess’s fate. “A footman or maid?”

“I—I don’t believe anyone else is missing,” Lady Crenshaw said. “But Elizabeth wouldn’t… she’s such a good girl. She probably didn’t wish to ruin our trip. It’s not as if she’s a lower-class trollop.”

I chomped down on my immediate response, face burning. If she were a he, I doubted they’d call her such names. And her station had nothing to do with the matter whatsoever. Plenty of less fortunate families had more class than Lady Crenshaw had just showed.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Escaping from Houdini

“I don't cook anything fancy. Sheba's appetite isn't up to much and I've never been one for sauces. We eat nursery food mainly. Beans on toast, Welsh rarebit, fish fingers. Sheba leans against the oven and watches me while I work. At a certain point, she usually asks for wine. I have tried to get her to wait until she's eaten something, but she gets very scratchy when I do that, so these days I tend to give in straightaway and pour her a small glass from the carton in the fridge. You choose your battles. Sheba is a bit of a snob about drink and she keeps whining at me to get a grander sort. 'Something in a bottle, at least', she says. But I continue to buy the cartons. we are on a tight budget these days. And for all her carping, Sheba doesn't seem to have too much trouble knocking back the cheap stuff.”
― Zoë Heller, What Was She Thinking? [Notes on a Scandal]

“...it is our good fortune that the exigencies of birth and training furnish all of us with the opportunities for snobbery.”
― Rex Stout, Fer-de-Lance

“Well, you did walk away from that beautiful creature in the kitchen without so much as a glance, so I don't know about the genius part," the other woman said, and DJ felt his face warm. "You want to go back in there? I'll introduce you. You can celebrate for real."
Both women broke into giggles. DJ almost smiled; maybe he'd overreacted in there a bit.
"No thank you," the good doctor said in that voice of hers. "But thanks for thinking I'm desperate enough to be set up with the hired help."
DJ stepped away from the door, the warmth on his face turning into an angry burn.
The hired help? He had worked at a Michelin-starred restaurant, for crying out loud. For years. People across Paris knew his name.
Who the bloody hell did this woman think she was? Sometimes he really, truly hated rich people.”
― Sonali Dev, Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors

“Those who are arrogant about their pedigree, about their culture, about their intellect, I have no business with them, give me the humble janitor, give me the illiterate construction worker, give me the dropout waitress - the humble soul will find me in their own heart, but the arrogant will argue their whole life and never understand what I am all about, what humanity is all about - it's about community, it's about listening, it's about letting go of one's self-obsessed identity to become one with humanity.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Shape of A Human: Our America Their America

“Purpose of progress is to lift all humanity, not to pamper the elites' moronity.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

“Anyone who tells you they only drink wine old enough to have been bottled by their grandfather is an insecure snob who has never had the sublime pleasure of a box of wine at a barbecue.”
― Valentine Glass, The Temptation of Eden

“It can be so difficult to train up the peasants,” she said, pretending to commiserate, her voice heavy with irony. “They find it so hard to project the kind of snobbery that comes so naturally to their betters.”
― Caitlin Crews, The Replacement Wife

“The news that they were to have supper at the home of Lord and Lady Westcliff was received with a variety of reactions from the Hathaways. Poppy and Beatrix were pleased and excited, whereas Win, who was still trying to regain her strength after the journey to Hampshire, was merely resigned. Leo was looking forward to a lengthy repast accompanied by fine wine.
Merripen, on the other hand, flatly refused to go.
“You are part of the family,” Amelia told him, watching as he secured loose paneling boards in one of the common rooms. Merripen’s grip on a carpenter’s hammer was deft and sure as he expertly sank a handmade nail into the edge of a board. “No matter how you may try to deny all connection to the Hathaways—and one could hardly blame you for that—the fact is, you’re one of us and you should attend.”
Merripen methodically pounded a few more nails into the wall. “My presence won’t be necessary.”
“Well, of course it won’t be necessary. But you might enjoy yourself.”
“No I wouldn’t,” he replied with grim certainty, and continued his hammering.
“Why must you be so stubborn? If you’re afraid of being treated badly, you should recall that Lord Westcliff is already acting as host to a Roma, and he seems to have no prejudice—”
“I don’t like gadjos.”
“My entire family—your family—are gadjos. Does that mean you don’t like us?”
Merripen didn’t reply, only continued to work. Noisily.
Amelia let out a taut sigh. “Merripen, you’re a dreadful snob. And if the evening turns out to be terrible, it’s your obligation to endure it with us.”
Merripen reached for another handful of nails. “That was a good try,” he said. “But I’m not going.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Mine Till Midnight

“Nu limba, legile, obiceiurile sau principiile despart sau unesc ființele, ci felul identic în care țin cuțitul și furculița.”
― Irène Némirovsky, Suite Française

“i'd rather not look for a job... to let a fine one find me. And that definitely wouldn't define me as a snob!;)”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, A-Z of Happiness: Tips for Living and Breaking Through the Chain that Separates You from Getting That Dream Job

“Hey… Hey… YEAH YOU… "FUCKING sex Snob".”
― Deyth Banger, Jokes From A

“Simplicity is the attire of those with character, sophistication is the attire of the shallow.”
― Abhijit Naskar, When Veins Ignite: Either Integration or Degradation

“Society is built by determination, not designation.”
― Abhijit Naskar, When Veins Ignite: Either Integration or Degradation