“Don't you hate it? Not ever saying how you really feel?”
“I don't understand my feelings. I really don't. I don't understand how I could hate you so much after so much time. How, no matter how much I'd like to not hate you, I hate you even more. It grows.”
“Hobbie: "Have I told you today how much I really, really hate you?" Janson: "Oh, sure, your lips say 'I hate you' but your eyes say—" Hobbie: "That someday I'll murder you in your sleep?”
“Why do you hate me so much?To be honest, I don't know why,but I really hate to feel this way.”
“If you are really a product of a materialistic universe, how is it that you don't feel at home there?”
“They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how 'bout you?”