It's very hard to find men's clothes that do what you want, especially when you go through them as quickly as I do. I need them to be flashy, but I never like to be overdressed. I need to make a statement, but I hate wearing too many clothes.
Angela Hayes: Who are you looking for? Jane Burnham: My parents are coming tonight. They're trying to, you know, take an active interest in me. Angela Hayes: Gross. I hate it when my mom does that.
Willard: [voice-over] It's a way we had over here for living with ourselves. We cut 'em in half with a machine gun and give 'em a Band-Aid. It was a lie. And the more I saw them, the more I hated lies.
Timothy Bryce: God, I hate this place. It's a chick restaurant. Why aren't we at Dorsia? Craig McDermott: Because Bateman won't give the maitre d' head. [Bateman chuckles sarcastically and flicks a toothpick at McDermott]
Dr. Pretorius: Do you know who Frankenstein is, and who you are? The Monster: Yes, I know... made me from dead... I *love* dead... hate living. Dr. Pretorius: You are wise in your generation.
Billy Whistler: Emotions are like work of art. They can be forged they seem just like the original but they are forgery. Virgil Oldman: Forgery. Billy Whistler: Everything can be fake Virgil: joy, pain, hate, illness, recovery... even love.
Teacher Kitano: [phone call from his daughter] Hello?... Shiori?... Listen, I won't be coming home again... Listen, if you hate someone, you take the consequences... Irresponsible? Who the hell asked you? [shoots phone]
Celine: Each time I wear black, or like, lose my temper, or say anything about anything, you know, they always go, "Oh it's so French. It's so cute." Ugh! I hate that!
Paul Varjak: [Holly, while having a nightmare, begins crying] Why are you crying? Holly Golightly: [wakes up] If we're going to be friends let's get one thing straight right now. I hate snoops!
Something had lubricated us. Something had washed us clean. I understood, and at the same minute I understood that that they all understood, too. Hate had passed away, and in its place was the other word that's just as big. ("Golden Baby")
Nathan said nothing for a moment. Then, "There’s nothing in my fur, is there?" Simon gave the other Wolf a careful look. “No boogers.” "Good. I hate washing boogers out of fur." “Who doesn’t? What comes out of human noses is disgusti...
What I'm trying to say is that I spent the last four months learning to be alone, avoiding the world, hating pretty much anyone who so much as blinked at me." But when I am with you, I don't want to be that person anymore.
Deadlines help me, but my muse hates them. My muse functions in fits and starts, and tends to take very long vacations. Deadlines are like a hot poker to his ass. They force us both to sit down and write, which is what it takes to do this.
Accounts are not quite settled between us," said she, with a passion that equaled my own. "I can love, and I can hate. You had your choice. You chose to spurn the first; now you must test the other.
Terry said he had this new kid and his wife didn't want to live in England. He wanted to tour. He hated being in the studio. Terry liked seeing various bars the world over and getting smashed out of his brain. He was a sort of latent Keith Moon.
Though poor in this world's goods, though grieving the loss of loved ones, though suffering pain of body, though harassed by sin and Satan, though hated and persecuted by worldlings, whatever be the case and lot of the Christian, it is both his privi...
When you write a manuscript, it feels like being in a relationship with someone. You'll hate it, get bored with it, be pissed of, like you just want to break up. But, just like any relationship, you will fall in love again and again, like you don't w...
My main concern is if this composer has been made aware of the fact that I've come clean in all of my cases. I killed in pure hate, robbing along the way. So if this person hasn't, then I'd sure appreciate it if someone would inform him or her of it.
I was 23 years old, a freshman at university, and there I was, on the first day, sitting in a remedial English class. I was so ashamed I almost got up and left, but somehow I knew inside that if I ran away from this, I would hate myself forever.
Because I didn't have any queer, lesbian, female role models I hated my own femininity and had to look deep within myself to create an identity that worked for me. Pop culture just doesn't hand us enough variety to choose from.
My love for you is genuine,real, and not based off material things. I give you so much of me it's crazy. My soul is love, not hate, or greed. When my body leaves this earth my soul will always be love.
