Dead men by mass production––in one country after another––month after month and year after year. Dead men in winter and dead men in summer. Dead men in such familiar promiscuity that they become monotonous. Dead men in such monstrous infinit...
I am no friend of probability theory, I have hated it from the first moment when our dear friend gave it birth. For it could be seen how easy and simple it made everything, in principle, everything ironed and the true problems concealed. Everybody mu...
Think about George Orwell's three-minute hate from the novel '1984' and how that left everyone sort of exhausted and able to live their boring humdrum lives. If our lives are going to continue being unfulfilled and boring, perhaps we do need some sor...
Tereza's death hurt me so much, it was as if I had two heads smashing into each other. One was full of mown love, the other of hate. I wanted the love to grow back. It grew like grass and straw, all mixed up together, and turned into an icy affirmati...
The notion that a radical is one who hates his country is naïve and usually idiotic. He is, more likely, one who likes his country more than the rest of us, and is thus more disturbed than the rest of us when he sees it debauched. He is not a bad ci...
If you're walking with your lady on the sidewalk, I still like to see a man walking street-side, to protect the lady from traffic. I grew up with that, and I hate to see something like that get lost. I still like to see that a man opens the door. I l...
I am not too keen on my nose, I don't like my knees, I hate my ankles, I am unsure about my behind, I don't like my legs at all. I am not too sure about my chin, my forehead is a bit dodgy. But, overall, I can live with it.
Hannibal Lecter: Look for severe childhood disturbances associated with violence. Our Billy wasn't born a criminal, Clarice. He was made one through years of systematic abuse. Billy hates his own identity, you see, and he thinks that makes him a tran...
If I'm not in the dead heat of working on something, I can end up spending tons and tons of time on the Web, and I hate it. I feel the same shame I did in grad school when I was pretty much addicted to reruns of 'Star Trek: The Next Generation'. I wi...
Santa Claus: Come on up on Santa's lap, here's a wet one. And what's your name little boy? And what do you want for Christmas, Billy? A toy truck? Get him off my lap and get my a towel. [Billy is pushed down the slide] Santa Claus: Oh, I hate the sme...
Sonny: You'd like to kill me? Bet you would. Sheldon: I wouldn't like to kill you. I will if I have to. Sonny: It's your job, right? The guy who kills me... I hope he does it because he hates my guts, not because it's his job.
Chet Duncan: You know, Bryce... once's character is set at an early age. I'd hate to see you swim out so far you can't swim back. Bryce Loski: Sir? Chet Duncan: It's about honesty, son. Sometimes a little discomfort in the beginning... can save a who...
Chet Duncan: You know, Bryce... one's character is set at an early age. I'd hate to see you swim out so far you can't swim back. Bryce Loski: Sir? Chet Duncan: It's about honesty, son. Sometimes a little discomfort in the beginning... can save a whol...
John Smith: [to Porter] Prison is not about street gangs. It's about race. The Hispanics are cut in half. You got the northerners and the southerners. Trust me, they're always at war. With the blacks, you got a mixture of gangs who forget their beefs...
Galloway: Why do you hate them so much? Lt. Weinberg: They beat up on a weakling; that's all they did. The rest is just smokefilled coffee-house crap. They tortured and tormented a weaker kid. They didn't like him. So, they killed him. And why? Becau...
Constance Harraway: Stop that! David Gale: What? Constance Harraway: Active listening, I hate active listeners. I always feel like they're to busy *pretending* to be listening to hear what I'm saying. David Gale: I can listen and actively listen at t...
Simon Foster: I feel like we should have hookers, do you know what I mean? I mean in here... now. Limo Driver: Do you want girls? Simon Foster: No, no, no, no, no, no. Absolutely not. No, sorry. No hookers, it was just a joke. I hate hookers. Not in ...
Frank: So who do you hang around with? Dwayne: [shakes his head] Frank: No one? Dwayne: [whips out a pen and notebook from his back pocket. bangs the end of the pen on table and writes on a notepad: "I Hate Everyone."] Frank: What about your family? ...
[Asked to look at police mug shots] Griffin Mill: Um, no. I - I mean, I - You're putting me in a terrible position here. I would - I would hate to get the wrong person arrested. Detective Susan Avery: Oh, please! This is Pasadena. We do not arrest th...
Mr. Bennet: [upon finding a very upset Mary] Mary, my dear Mary. [hugs her] Mr. Bennet: Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Mary Bennet: [sobbing] I've been practicing all week. Mr. Bennet: I know, my dear. Mary Bennet: [sobbing] I hate balls!
Gale: Why ain't you breast-feeding? You appear to be capable. Ed McDonnough: Mind your own bid'ness. Evelle: Ma'am, you don't breast-feed him, he'll hate you for it later. That's why we wound up in prison. Gale: Anyway, that's what Doc Schwartz tells...
