“ I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never d… Shannon L. Alder
“ You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me, and… J. Sheridan Le Fanu
“ That was when it was all made painfully clear to me. When you are a child, there is joy. There is laughter. And most of all, there is trust. Trust in your fellows. When you are an adult...then comes s… Peter David
“ Isn't it funny.I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than i ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can… Janet Fitch
“ Woodrow Wilson intimate Edward House urged that his boss never first be approached by argument. Instead, the President could be made most receptive by laying a groundwork of 'common hatred". David Pietrusza
“ And he wallowed in disgust and loathing, and his hair stood on end at the delicious horror. Patrick Süskind
“ This is not the person I wanted to become: Hatred has carved a permanent place inside me, a hollow where things are so easily lost. Lauren Oliver
“ I hate Risk. I have for many years now. I hate that you still like Risk. I hate that you guilt me into playing with you because no one else will. I hate that you do the accents of the countries you’re… Colin Nissan
“ If someone asks me, “Why do you write?” I can reply by pointing out that it is a very dumb question. Nevertheless, there is an answer. I write because I hate. A lot. Hard. And if someone asks me the i… William H. Gass
“ My dislike has no consequences. It accrues only in my mind—like preserves on a shelf or guns zeroing in, and never firing. Renata Adler
“ Now I know it’s because somewhere in my mind, I still harboured hatred and fear for that man, so it was just easier to erect the brick wall and never look back. Colleen Hoover
“ Seconds turn into minutes and minutes into hours. It is all still the same. Or it no longer is. If I were to ask what has changed, perhaps nothing, but conceivably everything would be the befitting re… Namrata
“ And yet the rage that one felt was an abstract, undirected emotion which could be switched from one object to another like the flame of a blowlamp. George Orwell
“ What worries me is that out of so much hatred for the military, out of fighting them so much and thinking about them so much, you've ended up as bad as they are. And no ideal in life is worth that muc… Gabriel Garcia Marquez
