“It’s hard to hate someone once you understand them. It felt so mixed up.”
“Hard, sharp, ticks. I hate them. Measuring thought, infinite space, by cogs and wheels. Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that — I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much — so very much to learn.”
“It's honest to admit you'll kill someone because you hate them.”
“I hate the way, once you start to know someone, care about them, their behavior can distress you, even when it's unreasonable and not your fault, even if you were really trying to be careful, tactful.”
“I'm all done with hating you. It's all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don't hate them very long.”