She had spent too much time hating him to do that all in one day, though.
She strode towards the mall, hating the reminder.
She said I shouldn't blame myself and my mother was wrong for hating me over what I did.
Deidre closed her eyes, hating that she was turned on by the thought of him feeding from her.
I'm okay with you hating me, now that I know you'll be okay.
By the end of the chain of events that led to Past-Death's rebirth in Hell, Deidre was near tears, hating herself and the woman who destroyed the worlds of all three of them.
She pulled at her trapped arms, hating the feeling of being vulnerable to him.
She slowed, hating that she no longer had the heightened senses of a deity.
He found himself hating the feeling instead of relishing it, like he thought he would if their roles were ever reversed.
Hating himself for it, he walked directly to the dresser and drank the entire contents of the large carafe of blood he found there.
Rhyn stepped closer to his old cell, hating it and the fact his friend was trapped in it.
And I think I … He struggled with the words, hating how weak they sounded.
"If you turn me into a vampire, I swear to God, I'll kill you," she said, hating the breathless quality of her voice.
She took it, hating the vulnerable expression on her face.
There was a part of her that didn't think him capable of hating her and another that prayed he was upset enough to stay away.
Hawthorne called him a "fat-brained, good-hearted, sensible old man"; and in politics he was a typical Virginian of the old school, a state's rights Democrat, upholding slavery and hating abolitionism.
Devout and mystical to an almost morbid degree, hating revolution and distrusting Liberalism, he was a confirmed pessimist, yet he had many noble qualities: he was brave to the verge of foolhardiness, devoted to his country, and ready to risk his crown to free Italy from the foreigner.
The answer to dogmatic atheism, that it implies infinite knowledge, has been well stated in John Foster's Essays, and restated by Chalmers in his Natural Theology, and its force is recognized in Holyoake's careful qualification of the sense in which secularism accepts atheism, " always explaining the term atheist to mean `not seeing God' visually or inferentially, never suffering it to be taken for anti-theism, that is, hating God, denying God - as hating implies personal knowledge as the ground of dislike, and denying implies infinite knowledge as the ground of disproof."
And, hating manual labour, go about begging, holding conventicles and posing among simple people as interpreters of the Scriptures."
He was a man of peace, hating war not less than he did slavery; but he warned his countrymen that if they refused to abolish slavery by moral power a retributive war must sooner or later ensue.
In the mass they were a body of patient laborers, tilling a rich soil, and hating all foreign lands and ways.
Hating as he did feudal class institutions and Tudor-Stuart traditions of arbitrary rule, 2 his attitude can be imagined toward Hamilton's oft-avowed partialities - and Jefferson assumed, his intrigues - for British class-government with its eighteenth-century measure of corruption.
At this time he took the current advanced Radical views of both Irish and foreign policy, hating "coercion," disliking the occupation of Egypt, and prominently defending the Transvaal settlement after Majuba.
Moreover, she had no share in the expansion of Greek commerce and Greek culture; and, though she bore the reputation of hating tyrants and putting them down where possible, there can be little doubt that this was done in the interests of oligarchy rather than of liberty.
Burke, hating wrong and injustice with a bitter hatred, had descried in the government of British India by the East India Company a disgrace to the English name.
This general, hating Barclay, rode to visit a friend of his own, a corps commander, and, having spent the day with him, returned to Barclay and condemned, as unsuitable from every point of view, the battleground he had not seen.
Suddenly the diplomatists and monarchs nearly quarreled and were on the point of again ordering their armies to kill one another, but just then Napoleon arrived in France with a battalion, and the French, who had been hating him, immediately all submitted to him.
She gritted her teeth, hating the fact he had open access to her thoughts and worse—he could respond to them!