Charles conversation was as flat as a
street pavement, on which everybody’s ideas trudged past, in their workaday
dress, provoking no emotion, no laughter, no dreams.
…
She was getting generally more irritated
with him. As he grew older he became grosser
in his ways. He used to whittle down the
corks of the empty bottles during dessert.
He sucked his teeth after eating.
When he drank soup he made a gulping noise at every mouthful. And now
that he had begun to put on weight, his puffy cheeks seemed to be pushing his
eyes, which had always been small, right up into his temples.
Quotation from: Madame Bovary by Gustav Flaubert
