dislike

Criticism can never instruct or benefit you. Its chief effect is that of a telegram with dubious news. Praise leaves no glow behind, for it is a writer's habit to remember nothing good of himself. I have usually forgotten those who have admired my work, and seldom anyone who disliked it. Obviously, this is because praise is never enough and censure always too much.

After all, hadn't she been the one to pursue him? And Madame Dupuy had done it with a vigor that most women would have been too ashamed to display.

A thorough inspection of someone you believed to be loveable will send you back into your shell if all you saw in their life was all bullshit.

Why the fuck would I marry you? I don't even like you.

You can do the right thing that seems wrong to others, or the wrong thing that seems right, and its actually puerile to await recommendation when what you are about to do doesn't concerns anyone.

I already explained this. I don__ like you. True, I don__ like most people, but I especially dislike you. I could start my own religion based on how much I dislike you.