There are people who hate us with every fiber of their being.

It was harder to hate a person with a face and a name.

I hate this subject, especially with a teacher who doesn't know anything about it.

They hated to part with him, but the opportunity to come back is always there when you're a free agent.

He knew what cancer did and hated the disease with everything in him.

Yet in the end, the very people he hated with all his soul had won.

Behind it was everything she knew, loved, and hated with all of her heart.

And she knew he hated her with every beat of his dark heart.

To tell you the truth, at the last minute I hated to part with him.

"Or maybe they just hate anybody with our kind of power."