“I don't even hate books anymore.”
“Well, perhaps he's not my best friend, but I don't think he hates me anymore.”
“I just miss him, that's all." I feel tears welling again. "I hate that we don't play cards anymore. I hate waking up alone.”
“...you can't write well with only the nice parts of your character, and only about nice things. And I don't want even to try anymore. I want to use everything, including hate and envy and lust and fear.”
“I hate it!" he said. "I don't want to be human anymore.""Neither do I," she said. "It's not a good place to be.”
“i don't want to fight anymore. I don't want us to hate eachother. And...well...No matter how i feel about us, i want you to be happy.”