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- How many times have you called her?
- Thirty-nine.
And messages?
- One hundred and forty one.
- And what, nothing?
Nothing.
Wow. Michelle really hates you.

The mother not only with great and furious passion hated, but also despised by Adolf G., this "underdeveloped, undersized, ugly, dropout, mentally ill from the moment of conception geek, which causes me nothing but disgust, he walks under himself with fear and suffers from an inferiority complex, this impotent man from Austria, who, being a criminal wasn't supposed to get German visa..."

Love and hate only on their own.

When the crown Prosecutor was out of sight, Monte Cristo with exhaled and smiled. - No, - he said, - no, pretty poison, and my heart is overflowing with them, look for the antidote.

He is still too small to be able to hate itself, but the beginning has already been made: we just have time to this bitter seed has borne bitter fruit.

Any hatred is a poison, even hatred of evil!

I hate you because only you make me happy with just one look.

Strong passions often lead to murderous hatred.

Sometimes love and hate serve the same purpose.

Why constantly have to hate what you love? Isn't love the greatest of all torments?

How often we think we love, while truly it is only the blindness of the earth. And how often do we think that hate, but this hate is love.

I wish all you Romans had only one neck!

Falling in love is not to love: to love you and hate.

But remember one thing: I'll see, I'll see you crucified when you pull off your joints. And when the crowd is getting tired of your cries and disperse, I will bathe in your blood and rejoice. I look in your eyes, and my hatred will flow from your eyes bright with fire, like acid, until you finally die!