impenitently

He glanced up most impenitently at his father.

"That, and a great many other things Peter knows about," Whitney admitted impenitently.

"Oh, I dismissed them before the play began-sometimes they're a wretched nuisance," said the Dictator impenitently.

Clayton grinned impenitently.

"I was missing you," said Rutilius Rufus impenitently.

"I could have," said Young Marius impenitently, "but I didn't.

Planet Earth will be rid of greed, corruption, and all individuals and institutions who impenitently ruin the earth and impose misery on others.

"I gave her The Successful Management of Large Estates and Plato's Dialogues," Clayton admitted impenitently.

True to the traditions of his species, this leader of the proletariat was finally bought off by his law-and-order enemies, living prosperously silent and dying impenitently rich.

This is particularly interesting because his polemics demonstrate that the Jewish people were not impenitently heretical but rather misguided by envious rabbis who wanted to retain power over the Jews.

The collection's strongest pieces are its most introspective, for they never wallow in the confessional (as Truesdale comments, "We Anglo-Saxons distrust - with good reason, I impenitently think - the sloppiness of personal revelation").

This is the Iran of only a very, very few, of course, and de Bellaigue devotes only two dashing pages to it in his impenitently stylish and arresting debut book, "In the Rose Garden of the Martyrs."

The spectacle of some aging prison veterans impenitently proselytizing for their point of view while others remained muzzled was typical of the paradox that Mr. de Klerk confronts as he tries to budge South Africa away from four decades of apartheid.

Rustling about the room, his softly-slippered feet making no noise on the floor, he moved like a refined tiger:--looked like some enchanted marquis of the impenitently wicked sort, in story, whose periodical change into tiger form was either just going off, or just coming on.

Then the wretched boy looked cautiously up and found her gone, crept out of bed, fastened his door, and threw himself upon his pillow again: tearing his hair, morosely crying, grudgingly loving her, hatefully but impenitently spurning himself, and no less hatefully and unprofitably spurning all the good in the world.