Rick Yancey Quotes

Oftentimes we love the thing we hate and vice versa.

I equal parts loved him and could not stand him. I couldn't wake him to share in my distress.

I hate, and yet must love the thing I hate.

I loved feeling special. I hated feeling special.

You know what the crummiest feeling you can have is? To hate the person you love the best in the world.

I love him," I said, but even to my own ears I didn't sound happy about it.

Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.

There is nothing in the world more pitiable than an irresolute man, oscillating between two feelings, who would willingly unite the two and who does not perceive that nothing can unite them

It's lovely. I hate it.

A divided heart offers a strange sensation.

Sweet Skepticism of the Heart That knows and does not know And tosses like a Fleet of Balm Affronted by the snow.

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

I don’t like you, Park. Sometimes I think I live for you

I seem to remember even from when I was very young that when you loved someone you also hated them for making you love them, since loving someone is so incredibly humiliating.

He looks like the sort of man who can't afford to leave, and doesn't want to stay, and so he is doing both at once.

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache: do be my enemy for friendship's sake.

He lacked tenderness; he was rude; and he had more than a streak of cruelty in him; he was a thief and a liar. He stood for everything she feared and hated and despised; but she knew she could love him... This was no choice made with the mind.

Mixed feelings, like mixed drinks, are a confusion to the soul.

There is love there. And then there's times when I can't even stomach Simon. You don't have to sit next to him. That's all I have to say.

I would say that I have a love-hate relationship with almost everything in my life, including stand-up.

I've said things and meant them, but I'm obviously a very confused person who has no idea how they feel about things.

As much as I love boxing, I hate it. And as much as I hate it, I love it.

I love the attention and I hate the attention, you know? It's not always good for your soul.

I hate you." I love you." You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have." I'm trying not to be.

How I hated the dark part of me that continually foretold of failure or futility.