“I hate whales. I hate them. I can’t stand those stupid, blubbery, floating around, self-indulgent smug-faced krill-eating fat jerks with all their sycophantic hippie save-the- planet peacenik eco-terrorist generation X-er groupies. Greenpeace? Get a job!”

“I hate polite conversation. I hate it when people stand around and go, 'Hi, how are you?”

“I hate the world and almost all the people in it. I hate the Labour Congress and the journalists who send men to be slaughtered, and the fathers who feel a smug pride when their sons are killed, and even the pacifists who keep saying human nature is essentially good, in spite of all the daily proofs to the contrary. I hate the planet and the human race – I am ashamed to belong to such a species.”

“How does fear become so powerful? We can’t see it. We can’t touch it, yet it gets its claws in us and begins to control us. Sigh. I hate feeling afraid, and I hate, hate, HATE feeling out of control.”

“Do you hate me so much?” “no, I can’t hate you. I wish I could, but I can’t””

“Fifty dorcas they’re setting up an ambush near my ship. (Nykyrian)
No bet. I know they are. They’re too stupid to not be obvious and predictable. Gah, I hate abiding by the law. Too bad you can’t slaughter them where they stand. (Syn)”

“Do you hate people?”

“I don't hate them… I just feel better when they're not around.”

“I hate polite conversation. I hate it when people stand around and go, 'Hi, how are you?' I hate words that don't have any reason or meaning. Also I hate it when people smoke in elevators and closed in places. It's just so rude.”

“I hate patriotism. I can’t stand it, man — makes me fuckin’ sick. It’s a round world last time I checked.”

“I believe that too many people stay at jobs they hate to get more vacation days so that they can spend more time away from the jobs they hate.”