#hat

I wondered if he ever thought of me, and hated the pang I felt when I told myself he didn't. ↗

Abe's face came back into focus. "Greetings, Zmey," I said weakly. Somehow, him being here didn't surprise me. "Nice of you to slither on in." He shook his head, wearing a rueful smile. "I think you've outdone me when it comes to sneaking around dark corners. I thought you were on your way back to Montana." "Next time, make sure you write a few more details into your bargains. Or just pack me up and send me back to the U. S. For real." "Oh," he said, "that's exactly what I intend to do." He kept smiling as he said it, but somehow, I had a feeling he wasn't joking. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #focus

Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot of you. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#jaunty #dance

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#self-loathing #self

There is perhaps no phenomenon which contains so much destructive feeling as 'moral indignation,' which permits envy or hate to be acted out under the guise of virtue. ↗

— Erich Fromm

#double-standards #envy #hate #indignation #morality

Hating requires caring. In which case, I couldn't possibly hate you. ↗

— Alyson Noel

#hate

A sex symbol becomes a thing. I hate being a thing. ↗

— Marilyn Monroe

#hate

Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#monsters #hate

I hate this guy,” Ari muttered, keeping his head down “There’s a club,” I told him. “The Haters of ter Borcht Club. Have you gotten your badge yet? ↗