“Why do you hate me so much?To be honest, I don't know why,but I really hate to feel this way.”
“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.”
“I hate and I love Why do I, you ask ?I don't know, but it's happeningand it hurts”
“I hate and I love. Why do I do this, you may ask? I do not know, but I feel it, and I am tortured.”
“Why does Lewis Black have so much hatred for goodness? I do not know. Because I am not a trained psychologist, I think it would be unethical for me to attempt to analyze him. But based upon his feelings regarding candy corn, I think it is safe to assume that he hates freedom, hates himself, and wants to fuck his mother.”
“As soon as I hate something, I ask myself why I like it so much.”