braggadocioin a sentence
- the empty braggadocio of overconfidence and inexperience
- He looks like a rock star, but he has none of a rock star's swagger and braggadocio and staginess.† (source)
- He was not a braggadocio.† (source)
- Men were always lying about women; she would put it down as the braggadocio of a callow boy smitten by her beauty.† (source)
- Besides its own ways of pronouncing Southern English, Texas talk has another unique characteristic: it glories in wild metaphors and exaggerated similes, with a dash of braggadocio.† (source)
- Braggadocio is an emotion which I have never been able to tolerate — not even in wolves.† (source)
- Here in Gibraltar he corners these educated British officers and badgers them with braggadocio about America and the wonders she can perform. (source)
- ...not knowing if he was dealing with an arrogant braggadocio or a supernatural being. (source)
- And he was not fleshier either; your grandfather said that was not it: it was just that the flesh on his bones had become quieter, as though passive after some actual breasting of atmosphere like in running, so that he actually filled his clothes now, with that quality still swaggering but without braggadocio or belligerence, though according to your grandfather the quality had never been belligerence, only watchfulness.† (source)
- A slight exaggeration, a bit of braggadocio, Naphta replied.† (source)
- That story shows about the time when Nolan's braggadocio must have broken down.† (source)
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- With white people 't is different, for they've a nat'ral avarsion to being scalped; whereas your Indian shaves his head in readiness for the knife, and leaves a lock of hair by way of braggadocio, that one can lay hold of in the bargain."† (source)
- He could not endure his airs as a man of fashion, and laughed heartily at his pompous braggadocio stories.† (source)
- Moreover, there was in all these words of Thenardier, in his accent, in his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there was, in this explosion of an evil nature disclosing everything, in that mixture of braggadocio and abjectness, of pride and pettiness, of rage and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in that immodesty of a malicious man tasting the voluptuous delights of violence, in that shameless nudity of a repulsive soul, in that…† (source)
- "Pistols, then, at eight o'clock, in the Bois de Vincennes," said Beauchamp, quite disconcerted, not knowing if he was dealing with an arrogant braggadocio or a supernatural being.† (source)
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