I have one rave New York Times review framed next to a flop Los Angeles Times review. And it's for the same show. These people watched the same show. That's what happens. They love it, they hate it.
I wrote an op-ed piece in The New York Times about the amazing effect of shared wonder - how I have an audience filled with people who you'd think would hate each other, people from every religious category, all at the same show at the same time. And it's an amazing phenomenon to watch this shared sense of wonder, where these people who really don't like each other - for good and bad reasons, reasons that make sense and that don't make sense - are in the same room, experiencing this unification.
For all his wisdom, he did not know that love cannot be tested. Honesty can be tested and loyalty. But there is not test for love. Love goes on forever, once it begins, even if we come to hate the one we love. Love goes on forever because love is born in the part of us that does not die.
Part of being a sentient human is the ability to anticipate others' mental states - to say "Fred's going to hate this but Jane would love it. "
It is not necessary to have enemies if you go out of your way to make friends hate you.
You don't get over hating to cook, any more than you get over having big feet.
Lots of people hate gay people. You can tell who they are because they start sentences with, “It's not like I hate gay people. ”
Poets, like friends to whom you are in debt, you hate.
I hate birthdays. I thought that I only hated my own birthday, and then I realized that I hate my children's birthdays too.
We must meet hate with love. We must meet physical force with soul force.
It is because nobody has been teaching you about hate; hence, hate has remained pure, unadulterated. When a man hatesyou, you can trust that he hates you.
Don't take me for a fool!" Dee interrupted angrily, but then had to lean over the boat as another bout of nausea gripped him. Virginia grinned and winked at Josh. "It's hard to sound masterful when you're throwing up, isn't it?" "I hate you, Virginia Dare," Dee mumbled. "I know you don't really mean that," she said lightly. "I do," he croaked.
Dad: Honey, have you seen my glasses? I can"t find them. Mom: I haven't seen them. Calvin: (with glasses, to Dad) Calvin, go do something you hate! Being miserable builds character!
Hate brings me to my knees, love gets me on my feet.
If you want to strengthen an enemy and make him exult - hate him.
to be choked with hate May well be of all evil chances chief.
I hate cynicism - it's my least favorite quality and it doesn't lead anywhere.
Never did a great man hate good wine.
He has outsoared the shadow of our night; envy and calumny and hate and pain, and that unrest which men miscall delight, can touch him not and torture not again; from the contagion of the world's slow stain, he is secure.
One hates to be absolute, but in my view, there is no such thing as humane meat.