I didn’t see Dr. No for a year, but I liked it when I saw it. It was a fun movie. I don’t like the Bond movies now. I hate special effects.

I hate negative songs; I won’t sing them. It doesn’t matter if it’s sold 2 million more albums.

They wouldn’t shut up about it. ‘He’s totally an alcoholic and here’s why.’ I hate them sometimes. Especially when they are right. Because Richard is totally an alcoholic and now I see why.

You are going to do some really stupid and mean things in the name of love. Don’t be so hard on yourself when things don’t turn out. You are a good person that loved deeply....

I woke up feeling alone, so lonely. The night before, I had cried myself to sleep. I lay there on the floor, listening to the tube trains passing beneath me. I thought, All those hundreds...

I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.

Living your life is a task so difficult it has never been attempted before.

Spread love not hate, so that we can live and die in peace.

You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate.

You sleep with people all the time that you hate.

I never lie,” I said offhand. “At least not to those I don’t love.

I don’t understand hate. I’ve seen its power. I’ve known its wrath. I’ve even felt it coursing through my veins, pushing me on. But I don’t know where it comes from or why it lasts,...

Without virtue, it is hard to bear the results of good fortune suitably. Those who lack virtue become arrogant and wantonly aggressive when they have these other goods. They think less of everyone else, and...

For a lot of people, their first love is what they’ll always remember. For me it’s always been the first hate, and I think that hatred, though it provides often rather junky energy, is a...

My sisters, we didn’t like each other as kids. We were scared of each other, I think, but we’ve grown to love each other. It was fun to write about these sisters who were supposed...

Well my gun fires seven different shades of shit, so what’s your favorite color, punk?

Se un uomo delle SS dovesse prendermi a calci fino alla morte io alzerei ancora gli occhi a guardarlo in viso, e mi chiederei, con un’esperessione di sbalordimento misto a paura, e per puro interesse...

Envy is a sign of insecurity, yes; but so is longing to be envied.

Our critics make us strong!Our fears make us bold!Our haters make us wise!Our foes make us active!Our obstacles make us passionate!Our losses make us wealthy!Our disappointments make us appointed!Our unseen treasures give us aknown peace!Whatever...

I like games, board games, mind games and games of life. Just don’t play games with my heart because you won’t like the way I brake the rules.

Endless days of dark indoors and hateful glances are enough to set a rime on anyone’s bones.

When love dies, the love song fades into oblivion

No, it’s human, Curran said. That’s the problem. People, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It’s...

He was her father after all. True, a father whose funeral rite she planned to dance at and toast with ale, but her father just the same.

We should never let another person get under our skin to the point that we feel hate for them

After a really hectic week, I hate going out on a Friday evening, so I’ll always opt for a night at home.

Love and hate are so confused in your savage minds and the vibrations of the one are so very like those of the other that I can’t always distinguish. You see, we neither love nor...

Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade

Donald Rumsfeld. Love him or hate him, you’ve gotta admit: a lot of people hate him.

We love wealth, and we hate poor people. I know people who work in TV news who have actually been told to do stand-ups rather than put interviews with poor people on the air. We...

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness

Some kinds of misery make you hate the world, but some kinds make you hate yourself, and–butter and cheese not withstanding–Neve had no question that Spear was the latter.

Simon hated her for that. Perhaps it was automatic. Her appearance alone made her different from him, and human beings had always feared and hated anyone who was different. Two thousand years of history saw...

What we’ve seen out of Carlos has been very encouraging. I hate to see somebody who’s not a relief pitcher be gone 14 to 17 or 18 days. But if gets some innings and he’s...

You know I understand how you feel…. the loneliness that sets in….how empty your heart aches wishing you had someone near….to hold… to kiss and love. That type of passion poets write about…that person your...

I hate myself pretty often” .She tilted her face back on the pillow, damning tears and attempting so smile at the same time. “Pretty fucking often

J!m squinted his first hate of the day.

Be a kind person. Yes, even to jerks. Let them be a jerk. You be a kind person.

[“F]or it’s not possible,” [Socrates] said, “for anybody to experience a greater evil than hating arguments. Hatred of arguments and hatred of human beings come about in the same way. For hatred of human beings...

That child of Hell had nothing human; nothing lived in him but fear and hatred.

I simply hate the people who have no good words for anyone, who is impolite & who don’t respect anyone.

What we find to love or to hate comes to us as a substitute for something else.

Love and serve the homeland; do not hate or hurt the homeland of others.

Pain withheld becomes hate, pain shared becomes love.

Have you ever noticed how good things go to those who hate?

A coward’s gun is emptied when fear pulls the trigger, and hate is the ammunition of choice.

He told us we should hate losing.

I hate politics. What they say and what they do is completely different.

He hated the blue platter his mother served from, and the salt and pepper shakers, which were glass with red tops, and he hated the silverware designed in flowers, some pieces scratched almost beyond recognition....

In time we hate that which we often fear.