Vivacity

Usage examples of gusto.

I could apply myself with gusto to mathematics, a subject loathsome to me at any other time of the day.

His recollection of the time when he had to work hard for a fivepound note, and was not always sure of getting it, obviously lends gusto to his present state of ease.

And she ate with a candid gusto that pleased Cleggett, who loathed in a woman a finical affectation of indifference to food.

Boastful of his own iniquity, swaggering in his wickedness, fatuous with self-love, he recounted his deeds with gusto and with particularity.

But craftsmen and workers and simple men of manual dexterity stepped in while engineers, led by the Italian and the American, took charge of the practical details, charging about with the gusto of youth, unstoppable in their enthusiasm.

There seemed so much gusto in the way he puffed and swilled as he washed himself, so much alacrity with which he hurried to the mirror in the kitchen, and, bending because it was too low for him, scrupulously parted his wet black hair, that it irritated Mrs.

As he bent over, lacing his boots, there was a certain vulgar gusto in his movement that divided him from the reserved, watchful rest of the family.

Once they understood this witticism, they went for it with gusto, the left and right flanks trying to out-do each other in noise-making.

I remember eating three lobster patties with as much gusto as if poor Mary Thurston herself had been there to press me to another.

But as I saw the investigators with appetites obviously whetted for the cross-examination they were about to make of this handsome girl, my gusto failed, and I felt like leaving them to their questions, and going out into the air.

Those fancy temples to almighty Mammon burned with remarkable gusto despite all the fireproof rugs and drapes, asbestos tiling, and years of accumulated Allstate premiums guaranteeing that No Harm would ever befall the indulgent bailiwicks at the top of our social, economic, and criminal food chain .

There is no gusto, no beauty, no intensity of bitterness even, to make its sordidness interesting in any other than a pathological way.

It is this man, his enemies at home the sated Parisian, who knew a gusto in living greater than that of any English writer since Borrow.

He visited his numerous acquaintances and lengthily, with great gusto, spoke of his coming book.

The shrine to Gusto and Cida, their grandparents, the xenobiologists who had first discovered a way to contain the descolada virus and thus saved the human colony on Lusitania.