[Clayton Townley is addressing a large audience at a night-time pro-white rally] Clayton Townley: I love Mississippi. Audience: YAY! Clayton Townley: THEY! They hate Mississippi! They hate us because we present a shining example of *successful* segre...
Jeong So-mi: Mister? I embarrass you too, right? That's why you ignored me? It's okay. My teacher and all the kids do that too. Mom said that if I get lost, I should forget our address and phone number. She gets drunk and says we should die. Even tho...
Tiffany: Listen, I haven't dated since before my marriage so I don't really remember how this works. Pat: How what works? Tiffany: I saw the way you were looking at me, Pat. You felt it, I felt it, don't lie. We're not liars like they are. I live in ...
Jesse: Oh, God, why weren't you there, in Vienna? Celine: I told you why. Jesse: Well, I know why, I just - I wish you would have been. Our lives might have been so much different. Celine: You think so? Jesse: I actually do. Celine: Maybe not. Maybe,...
Zoltán looked at them through the window. He hated the man. Now he hated work. Work for these? Work with these? He saw before him the great puszta. Here the long, cracked stripe of a ditch once again stole the blue of the sky, transforming it into a...
I have to start loving what comes next and stop hating I won't be a part of it.
…and from that moment Buck hated him with a bitter and deathless hatred.
You've got to have, like, a lentil for a soul to hate wiener dogs.
I hate quotations. Tell me what you know.
Our heart is the key to liberating a generation that has been bred to hate.
Love unrequited is violent. He loves you so much that he's turned it into hate.
The message had been delivered. All they could do now was wait. Valden hated waiting.
Indifference kills. It takes much less thought to be indifferent than to hate.
Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!
Hate will destroy you. Let love be the basis of which you live your life.
Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.
Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?
People used what they called a telephone because they hated being close together and they were scared of being alone.
I hate cameras. They interfere, they're always in the way. I wish: if I could work with my eyes alone.
Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed.
Abuse is a parasite that feeds off hate and shame, growing in size and strength with silence.
