The joy of hate reflects people who get off pretending to hate something, or hate you, in order to score political points. I call them the 'tolerati' - you know, a group of people who claim to be tolerant, except when they run into someone who disagr...
When I was seven, these kids in the alley behind our house in Omaha called me Freckleface Strawberry. I hated my freckles, and I hated that name. I thought it was humiliating in the way that only a seven-year-old could hate it.
Vinz: Who made you a preacher? You know what's right and wrong? Why do you side with the assholes? Hubert: Who's the asshole? If you hate stayed in school, you'd know that hate breeds hate, Vinz.
To hate excellence is to hate the gods.
There is something to that old saying that hate injures the hater, not the hated.
Colleges hate geniuses, just as convents hate saints.
I hate Iran. I hate the Iranian government. It's a cruel and evil government.
I hate Mondays - I hate that feeling you've got to get yourself up.
I hate being wrong, and I hate when people give up.
I am not able of hating. I am not able of hating.
When you hate someone, in reality you are hating yourself.
I hate this place. I shall hate it to my grave.
If you hate a man, let him live.
We cannot know what time will do to us with its fine, indistinguishable layers upon layers, we cannot know what it might make of us. It advances stealthily, day by day and hour by hour and step by poisoned step, never drawing attention to its surrept...
He had violent passions, and on occasion desire seized his body so that he was driven to an orgy of lust, but he hated the instincts that robbed him of his self-possession. I think, even, he hated the inevitable partner in his debauchery. When he had...
Michael Corleone: I spent my life protecting my son. I spent my life protecting my family! Kay Corleone: Let's be reasonable here, Michael. I mean, that's your big thing, isn't it? Reason backed up by murder. Michael Corleone: Oh, God, you hate me. Y...
I know we're fucked up, all right? I'm impulsive, and hot-tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then you need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don't deserve you...but I fucking lo...
Love is the great intangible. In our nightmares, we can create beasts out of pure emotion. Hate stalks the streets with dripping fangs, fear flies down narrow alleyways on leather wings, and jealousy spins sticky webs across the sky. In daydreams, we...
Prime Minister: Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love...
To hate others is ugly. To hate yourself is uglier.
I hate that not everything ever written is on iBooks. Man, I hate paper.
