HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.
Love makes everything lovely; hate concentrates itself on the one thing hated.
The thought of being with Shay Wilder makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a butter knife
What is wrong with inciting intense dislike of a religion if the activities or teachings of that religion are so outrageous, irrational or abusive of human rights that they deserve to be intensely disliked?
Full Disclosure: I hate David with the passion of a thousand fiery suns all going to supernova at the same time
I hate that you do this to me. I hate how crazy you make me. I hate you! - Wendy
Impotent hatred is the most horrible of all emotions; one should hate nobody whom one cannot destroy.
I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.
Everybody knows how much I disliked the Knicks when I was with the Celtics, but I think it's grown to another level.
But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.
You had to hate the Colonel a whole lot to keep from loving him.
Why have a pet hate? Why should it be confined? My hate is both wide ranging and total.
Hatred is a death wish for the hated, not a life wish for anything else.
You've got to know someone pretty well to hate them.
Hatred is partial, but love is still more so.
I came to magic absolutely hating magic on a very, very deep level.
Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back.
Hate is more interesting than love.
I still hate [the Eagles]…. There’s levels of evil in it to me.
Hate is perhaps the most dynamic of all emotions - fear may immobilize, love may stay the hand, but hate urges to action.
I am sick of women who love one. Women who hate one are much more interesting.
Why? I mean, why you? I can perfectly comprehend not liking my husband. I dislike him intensely most of the time.” Professor Lyall stifled a chuckle. “I am given to understand that he does not approve of spelling one’ s name with two ll’s. He finds it inexcusably Welsh. I suspect he may be quite taken with you, however.
I don't want to give a cool appraisal of Jeremy Irons. I just want to boil him in oil.
And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate.
I hate this place. I shall hate it to my grave.
