No proof of the fulness of sin, after all, is so overwhelming and unanswerable as the cross and passion of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the whole doctrine of His substitution and atonement. Terribly black must that guilt be for which nothing but the blood of the Son of God could make satisfaction.

Georgia hated all of them. Hated them passionately. She preferred to stay lost than ask for help from those idiots. So.

He hated the oblivion of sleep. There was too much to do, too much of life to live. He grudged every moment of life sleep robbed him of, and before the clock had ceased its clattering he was head and ears in the washbasin and thrilling to the cold bite of the water.

I’d anticipated insults before they came. I’d avoided looking in actual mirrors, but I’d gazed constantly in the mirror in my mind and always hated what I showed myself. I looked again in the real mirror in front of me. Dignified. Dignified and grand. I closed my eyes and saw myself again. Milk-white face, blood-red lips. Dignified and grand.

My only thought about Margaret Thatcher is the same one I had about Ronald Reagan. I hated a lot of what they did, but once in a while a country just needs a change.

It’s a tough world out there. You’re going to prepare yourself for politics, bad bosses, hating employees – and usually when you’re the absolute best, you get hated on the most.

Usually when you’re the absolute best, you get hated on the most.

I hated every minute of training, but I said, “Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion

If you can wait and not be tired of waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies. Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, and yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise.

The value of love will always be stronger than the value of hate. Any nation or group of nations which employs hatred eventually is torn to pieces by hatred

I could tell my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.

I could tell that my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.

It’s better to be hated than ignored.

Huckleberry was cordially hated and dreaded by all the mothers of the town because he was idle, and lawless, and lawless, and bad – and because all their children admired him so, and delighted in his forbidden society, and wished they dared to be like him.

Do not correct a fool or he will hate you, correct a wise man and he will appreciate you.

If you’ve never been hated by your child, you’ve never been a parent.

It’s better to be hated for who you are than to be loved for someone you’re not. It’s a sign of your worth sometimes if you’re hated by the right people.

I hated every minute of training, but I said, ‘Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion’.

I’m not a natural performer or exhibitionist. When I was younger, I hated the focus, and it made me feel strange.