Tough on the tongue

Usage examples of bitter.

That quest was abetted by a sympathetic schoolteacher, Rebecca, who saw in the lad a glimmering hope that occasionally there might be resurrection from a bitter life sentence in the emotionally barren and aesthetically vitiated Kentucky hamlet, and who ultimately seduced him.

After seeing Abie Singleton at the club last night, he suspected sleep was to become but a bitter memory.

Its leaves are fleshy, with a bitter saline taste, whilst the juice is slightly acrid, but emollient.

The shrub is a native of southern Europe, being a small evergreen plant, the twigs of which are densely covered with little leaves in four rows, having a strong, peculiar, unpleasant odour of turpentine, with a bitter, acrid, resinous taste.

It flowers from early in Spring until Autumn, and has, particularly in Summer, an acrid bitter taste.

Lawson chewed a piece of adobo and washed this down with a swig of the vaguely bitter Cruz del Campo beer.

It has been a bitter disappointment to me that you have made up your mind agen him.

And so she walked, aimlessly, anonymously, through the dwindling crowds, past the shops--half of them empty now, half still clinging tenaciously to life and profit, hanging on until the bitter end.

He was indefatigable when it came to crushing bitter almond seeds in the screw press or mashing musk pods or mincing dollops of grey, greasy ambergris with a chopping knife or grating violet roots and digesting the shavings in the finest alcohol.

Now and then we recollected that the time of our separation was near at hand, our grief was bitter, but we contrived to forget it in the ecstacy of our amorous enjoyment.

And as a queen disguised might pass anear The bitter crowd that barters in a mart, Veiling her pride while tears of pity start, I hide my glory thru a jealous fear.

Its fresh root is bitter, and a milky juice flows from the rind, which is somewhat aperient and slightly sedative, so that this specially suits persons troubled with bilious torpor, and jaundice combined with melancholy.

Willie Garvin, scuba mask pushed up on his brow, an aqualung strapped to his back, the mouthpiece hanging free, one hand raised to grip the threshold of the plane, bright blue eyes pitiless and bitter.

Behind the flippant words Ardagh was making the point that war was a bitter business and, more politely than Fisher, was ridiculing the notion that it could be civilized.

Jordan quitting its green and happy valley for the bitter waters of Asphaltites, and, in the extreme distance, the blue mountains of Moab.