Only one thing, I know: you said you were not as good as you should like to be, and that you regretted your own imperfection; — one thing I can comprehend: you intimated that to have a sullied memory was a perpetual bane.
He was dressed now: he still looked pale, but he was no longer gory and sullied.
You make me a liar by such language: you sully my honour.
"I shall sully the purity of your floor," said he, "but you must excuse me for once."
I did wrong: I would have sullied my innocent flower — breathed guilt on its purity: the Omnipotent snatched it from me.
That woman, who has so abused your long-suffering, so sullied your name, so outraged your honour, so blighted your youth, is not your wife, nor are you her husband.
No." He drew over the picture the sheet of thin paper on which I was accustomed to rest my hand in painting, to prevent the cardboard from being sullied.
From a flowery arch at the bottom of my garden I gazed over the sea — bluer than the sky: the old world was beyond; clear prospects opened thus:— " ’Go,’ said Hope, ’and live again in Europe: there it is not known what a sullied name you bear, nor what a filthy burden is bound to you.
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And though in near time we did sleep together (with a genuinely pleasing, if sober, conviviality), I came to think of that first interlude with a somewhat sorrowful fondness, for I saw that our days together were perhaps sullied from the very beginning and all the way through, right up to the last.
Chang-rae Lee -- A Gesture Life
Maybe I would waste my time on skills I didn’t care about—like sword fighting or badminton—but I would not sully the memory of my once-perfect music and archery.