One cannot truly blame them for this; one can only despise them.
Even when they’ve profited by me they despise me.
=========================== What do you despise?
A wave of self-pity, immediately despised and rejected, swept through him, and for some reason he found himself recalling two lines from a poem Gurney Halleck often repeated— "My lungs taste the air of Time Blown past falling sands …. " Well, Gurney would find plenty of falling sands here, the Duke thought.
On the Funeral Plain we learned to despise the men of the communities.