What I hate more than anything is a liar, a charlatan, someone who doesn’t believe in what they say.
People walk around, act like they know what hate means. No one does, until you hate yourself. I mean truly hate yourself. That’s power.
I ain’t no hard rock like you, but when it comes to my girl, I’m all heart. I’m do or die. So, kill me all you want to. Stab your hate into my love. You might kill me, but you’ll never beat me. ‘Cause I got love, and you’ll probably never even know what that is.
Annihilation is always the answer. We destroy parts of ourselves every day. We Photoshop our warts away. We edit the parts we hate about ourselves, modify the parts we think people hate. We curate our identity, carve it, distill it. Krista’s wrong. Annihilation is all we are.
I hate it. I hate the air, I hate the sand. I hate the stupid people, I hate the way they work. I hate their bloody smiley bloody faces. I hate the never-ending sky.
I know you’re in there, because hate hangs on and hate is all you had. Could bring you back someday. Sure as taxes and Christmas, though, I’ll be waiting, and I’ll finish it.[to unconscious Brady]
I always tried to give the audience what they wanted and in return they made me ridiculously stinking f*****g rich. Now, you might want to hate me for that, but before you do, remember this, you jealous prick. I earned my right to be hated.
We all need love and we all need nurture. There’s too much death and destruction. But friends who love you should warm you like the sun. Make you feel good about yourself. Not freeze you in their contempt and in their hate. Anger corrodes our belief that anything good can happen to us.[to Katie]