I was always faster than David when we were younger probably up until I was about 15. And he hated that.
I once got a huge, expensive flower arrangement from a person I didn’t like, who sent it out of pure guilt. It had a hideous bird-of-paradise in the middle, and I thought it would never fade and die. I hated it.
I was a rebellious adolescent. It was the ’60s. Everyone was rebellious. I hated high school.
We grew up very poor, and I hated being poor. I was the oldest of five kids, and I never got a pair of skates until I was nine. It was very difficult to get an education back then and play junior hockey.
My first boss at the BBC was Aubrey Singer. The main thing I learned from him was discipline. I also learned things about myself: namely, that I hated commuting and didn’t really want a 9-5 job.
In film school, you get skills, but then you get lackey jobs, working on projects that you probably don’t care about. And there’s something in me where I just couldn’t bring myself to edit some misogynistic rom-com or movies that I would have hated to be a part of. So I knew I just wouldn’t get any work because of that.
I tried the Crisco, and I hated it. Hated it! I couldn’t roll it out. I’m a butter girl for my pie crusts.
I like being the hated one.
I’d change nothing in my career path. I was never built for being a handsome teenage star. That’s just not in my psyche, I think. I would have hated to have grown up famous.
I tend to be a fairly spirited person, but I’ve never hated anyone more than I hated Christian Longo after his trial, when I realized his guilt and that I had been partially duped.
What I hated then – and hate now – is the way that people say to girls like me who get pregnant young that it ruins your life. Having a child doesn’t ruin your life – having a child is a blessing.
My mom loved rock n’ roll. My father hated it. We couldn’t play it when he was around. He liked classical music and Duke Ellington.
I grew up listening to Beethoven and old jazz singers like Billie Holiday, Nina Simone and Anita O’Day. But those were, like, the only women I listened to – I hated women pop singers.
I was kind of raised with the suggestion that I had a duty to do; that life was real, life was earnest. And I hated that, actually. I needed to be liberated, to be told that I could live the life that I wanted to live; that I didn’t need a job, or to be shouted at; that I could be myself; that I could be happy.
I became hugely overweight and then hated myself because it was a form of self-abuse, something over which I had no control. I think the thing compulsive over-eaters want to achieve is that stuffed-full Christmas afternoon feeling.
I had an all right high school, even though I hated school. I wasn’t massively popular, but I was okay. But I wouldn’t want to do it again.
I hated school in Ireland.
I’m an extremist so I’m either hated or loved. I think it’s down to when I first got to Formula One not always knowing what I was saying, saying things that mean one thing but people were taking the other way and then people don’t forget.
A lot of actors said they hated the studio system, but I loved it. It was like a college; it was a great place to learn.
Me and my step-dad shared a $500 Chevy Celebrity, a 1983 Dodge Ram truck, and an old Ford Ranger truck – it was a piece of junk. I hated that thing. It fell apart. It didn’t always go in reverse. So I drove in a circle or I would just get somebody to sit in the thing and I would push it backward.
When I was seven, these kids in the alley behind our house in Omaha called me Freckleface Strawberry. I hated my freckles, and I hated that name. I thought it was humiliating in the way that only a seven-year-old could hate it.
A modest dose of self-love is entirely healthy – who would want to live in a world where everyone hated themselves? But taken too far, it soon becomes poisonous.
I’ve had to change careers several times. Sometimes because my interests changed. Sometimes because all bridges have been burned beyond recognition, sometimes because I desperately needed money. And sometimes just because I hated everyone in my old career or they hated me.
Aaron and I will be joined at the hip until the day we die. We have loved and hated each other since the day he was born. He’s very much a part of my heart. He’s going to broadcasting college now, and he’ll do fine. But he came into a world that did not welcome him.
I hated teaching Shakespeare. In order for the students to understand what was going on, you had to tell them the story of ‘Macbeth’ or whatever. Shakespeare is about character and language, and they didn’t get any of that.
Every institution not only carries within it the seeds of its own dissolution, but prepares the way for its most hated rival.
I had a job at this French restaurant, and I hated it. I don’t like serving; I don’t like getting people ketchup.
I was not a Southern California girl. I hated having my photograph taken. I felt shy and embarrassed around famous people.
As a kid, I hated home, and I just wanted so much to learn or do something that could take me away and keep me away forever. And then I got blessed to get to make music and meet people who wanted to work with me. And then, the next thing I knew, I was on the road, and I was gone.
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
I suddenly realized that in order to do what I wanted to do, I had to become that which I hated – which is the head of a record company or a digital media conglomerate – and just do whatever you want.
I hated school.
I hated ‘Top Gun.’
I dropped out of high school three days into my senior year because I hated it because New York City public school is a mess. I certainly wasn’t one for sitting in a classroom. Then I went off to college to North Carolina School of the Arts, then quit that after two years.
In the 70s and 80s, Dad was ‘the most hated politician in Britain’. When I started at Holland Park school, the papers turned up and there was a photograph of me published – skinny me in white shorts lining up with lots of other kids for PE. And I was 10.
I was not a very good football player. My coach hated me – I don’t know why, I guess it’s probably because I wasn’t very talented.
I hated L.A. for a long time, and I wanted to leave it. I had these fantasies of going to ‘SNL’ and falling in love with some writer on ‘SNL,’ of getting married and living in New York.
Anne hated the idea of putting me down in front of the audience.
The dupe of friendship, and the fool of love; have I not reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.
Pretty much hated school. I never really found my footing. I just didn’t like lessons.
I think I was pretty much hated in France. The French press ignored me. There was a movement when the children of celebrities faced strong animosity.
I went to art school in the days when it was what you did if you didn’t want to be like everybody else. You wanted to be strange and different, and art school encouraged that. We hated the drama students – they were guys with pipes and cardigans.
I hated high school. Ugh. I couldn’t wait until it was over so I could sleep in. In college, I made sure all my classes were in the afternoon. I hated getting up in the morning.
I interned for the Knicks for one year doing community relations, but I absolutely hated it. It was a desk job, and the team was not good at all, and I didn’t realize how much that correlated to the office. It was just gray, gloomy days.
God knows nobody hated running more than me. Because I was writing and rewriting the script, I thought that I’m going to have to run because I’m going to have to know what it feels like to run.
I hated sport, but at 13, I went to an aerobics class and the teacher thought I had natural rhythm. She suggested formal dance classes, and that’s when I finally found something I was really good at.
I hated improvisation because in my early days as an actor, improvisation meant somebody had just come down from Oxford and they were doing a play above a pub in Kentish Town, and the biggest ego would win.
I’ve hated myself since I knew my own name. But ‘Bake Off’ has simply confirmed to me what a bottom-feeding halfwit I am.
I still feel like I gotta prove something. There are a lot of people hoping I fail. But I like that. I need to be hated.
School was like a hostile place. I just hated being at school. I think some people really thrive in that environment. I was a good student, but I just didn’t enjoy school. I found it really tough.
I got into television because I hated it so. I thought, there’s some way of using this fabulous instrument to be of nurture to those who would watch and listen.
I hated modeling.
Working on the accent helped, enormously. I will tell you that when I brought Michael a correct ‘British’ accent, one that my dialect coach was happy with, he hated it.
I had always been the theater nerd at Northwestern University. I knew I wanted to do acting, but I hated the idea of being this cliche – a girl from L.A. who decides to be an actress.
When people protest and are upset with a movie, it becomes a big hit. They hated Passion of The Christ, it worked out pretty well for the box office. So let’s get that going.
