She wept bitterly.

She cried bitterly.

He resented his friend's action.

She resented being called a coward.

He resented being called a coward.

He resented everyone's being very quiet.

He resented being called a coward.

She cried bitterly at a press interview.

She cried bitterly at a press interview.

She resented his remarks about her poor driving.

He resented that she was dating his brother.

The youngster resented being treated as a coward.

The youngster resented being treated as a coward.

I can't abide hearing you cry so bitterly.

I cannot abide hearing you cry so bitterly.

Nakamatsu smiled bitterly at his own stupid question.

She is bitterly ashamed of her son for stealing.

Yesterday I saw a man who was crying bitterly.

He didn't want the case or he resented being appointed.

There were conservative elements in Canada, unsurprisingly, who actually resented this intrusion.

We are afraid of our Lord and the bitterly distressful day .

She bitterly regretted having said something that displeased her mother in law.

Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, Shall bitterly begin his fearful date

It's true that I was badly hurt, and I felt desperate, and I resented Yuya kun.

Did We will, We would make it broken orts, and you would remain bitterly jesting

And they resented them not except because they believed in Allah, the Exalted in Might, the Praiseworthy,

Such was the true story of Jesus, the son of Mary, about which they dispute bitterly.

A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone A parlous knock and it cried bitterly.

I know very well that you've got the law on your side, and the power, said George, bitterly.

They say that since it was bitterly cold in Northern Europe that winter, many people were frozen to death.

I mean, the press in Ivory Coast was bitterly divided it was compared to the media in Rwanda before the genocide so imagine.

It is He who has joined the two seas one palatable and sweet, the other bitterly salty and has established a barrier between them as a partition.

Ah, poor Hay Seed! how bitterly will burst those straps in the first howling gale, when thou art driven, straps, buttons, and all, down the throat of the tempest.

Now I grew up in the '60s and I'll admit it, actually, my childhood spanned the '60s, and I was a wannabe hippie and I always resented the fact that I wasn't really old enough to be a hippie.

As always, I would return to Bangalore, and often to animated discussions at friend's homes, where we would discuss various issues while they complained bitterly about the new pub timings, where a drink often cost more than what they'd paid their 14 year old maid.