“Hate the critics? I have nothing but compassion for them. How can one hate the crippled, the mentally deficient, and the dead?”
“I cannot hate them because nothing binds me to them; I have nothing in common with them.”
“I wonder how one can hate to love and love to hate the same person over a period of time in a relationship”
“I hate the moon. I hate tides and earthquakes and volcanoes. I hate a world where things that have absolutely nothing to do with me can destroy my life and the lives of people I love.”
“I can't take it anymore. The waiting. The wanting. Something inside me snaps. I hate myself. I hate that I have to deal with this. I hate my life. And I hate how I can't count on anyone to be completely there when I need them, exactly the way I need them to be.”
“I really hate threesomes when one of the participants is dead.”