He looks upon life and all its affairs with the jaundiced eye
of a pessimistic German philosopher.
For every hand seemed raised against me, though in reality it was the hand of fellowship that the world stretched out, and the other was the reading of a jaundiced eye
. I could not help it: there was a poison in my veins that made me all ingratitude and perversity.
He scanned Shaftesbury Avenue with a jaundiced eye
, and thought that he had never seen a beastlier thoroughfare.
Not that he regarded the play of life about him with a jaundiced eye
, but, rather, that his eyes became unseeing.
He looked at me with a jaundiced eye
(there was no love lost between us), and declared at once that it was strange, very strange.
Men who look on nature, and their fellow-men, and cry that all is dark and gloomy, are in the right; but the sombre colours are reflections from their own jaundiced eyes
So if the Chinese themselves (outside of China) are looking at China with a jaundiced eye
, shouldn't we learn from them?
It's not an attractive trait, I know, but that healthily jaundiced eye
has been honed over the last 30 years and now I just can't help it.
"I think the Irish public and the football people will look at that with a jaundiced eye
'Now he has to convince creditors, who have always looked at him with a jaundiced eye
because he's wearing three hats, to trust him.' He's also discussing buying 'a large portion of the company's store base,' Sears said in a news statement.
class="MsoNormalAs we ponder that, perhaps all of us in the Kenyan press ought to approach with a jaundiced eye
all those honorary doctorates being dished out like githeri by our universities.
Though Facebook iterates that its patent applications are never indicative of an upcoming product plan, it's hard not to look at the social media company with a jaundiced eye
, especially after the recent data scandal the company and its CEO were embroiled in.
While El Akkad's novel casts a jaundiced eye
on the effects of power in a globalized world, Sarat is motivated more by a desire for revenge than by political ideals.
A final fling, a majestic cap Forged from the fruits of your milky sap; Not deserving of shallow praise, or hearts to bleed Dismissed by many as mere weed, Whilst my glad gaze stops and rests in awe At the beauteous sight that is before, Other jaundiced eye
could never scan the field And see the treasures that each may yield, Blowing time on the season's sad whistle The glorious and unheralded purple thistle.
Taking stock of a nation's war wounds through an outsider's lens, "A Perfect Day," the first English-language effort from Spanish director Fernando Leon de Aranoa casts a nicely jaundiced eye
on five aid workers, struggling, and mostly failing, to do some badly needed clean-up work toward the end of the '90s-era conflict in an unspecified Balkan territory.