The only exercise I get is playing sports because I hate the gym. I try to learn to love it.
Don't hate life and death or love life and death. Keep your every thought free of delusion, and in life you'll witness the beginning of nirvana, and in death you'll experience the assurance of no rebirth.
My father hated radio and could not wait for television to be invented so he could hate that too.
a call girl is simply someone who hates poverty more than she hates sin.
I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.
I mean, sometimes I hate interviews because I always feel like I sound stupid.
If you truly love someone, don't waste your time finding reasons to hate them. Spend it remembering why you love them in the first place.
The Black female is assaulted in her tender years by all those common forces of nature at the same time she is caught in the tripartite crossfire of masculine prejudice, white illogical hate and Black lack of power.
I hate people who are not serious about meals. It is so shallow of them.
It's very important not to put pressure on a child. Make sure that shehe feels that whatever happens it's not the end of the world. If they cry after a loss that's normal, as adults also hate to lose. If they win a game you should make them feel very proud but make sure they know the next game will be another challenge.
Gandiji says where there is love there is life. We can also say where there is hate there is hell!
I hate the whole concept of the clog! It's fake, it's ugly, and it's not even comfortable!
The god of war hates those who hesitate.
When love is suppressed hate takes its place.
The man that is once hated, both his good and his evil deeds oppress him.
I don't care whether it was once sacred or not, I HATE WHAT I DO. It's destroying my soul, making me lose touch with myself, teaching me that pain is a reward, that money buys everything and justifies everything.
A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows; One should our interests and our passions be, My friend must hate the man that injures me.
There was a time when I thought I loved my first wife more than life itself. But now I hate her guts. I do. How do you explain that? What happened to that love? What happened to it, is what I'd like to know. I wish someone could tell me.
I find vacuuming very therapeutic, but I hate ironing. I usually have no shirt on while ironing, because I'm ironing it, and I end up burning my chest.
The lobbies of the new hotels and the Pan American Building exhale a chill as from the unopened Pharaonic tombs. . . And in their marble labyrinths there is an evil presence that hates warmth and sunlight.