I Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with I. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“I hated my father all my life but in his final days I forgave him for all the suffering he caused us. As you grow older, marry, and have children of you own, you learn and forget. I do not forget easily, but I do forgive.”
“I hated my inability to explain my life on the trail to her and my mother’s inability to comprehend. I hated her consistent need to know the list of different foods I’d eaten that day. I remembered how she’d asked me if I’d had a good dinner in the same phone call when I’d told her I’d been raped.
I considered, tomorrow night, not calling her.”
Source: Girl in the Woods: A Memoir
“I hated my last boss. He asked, Why are you two hours late? I said, I fell downstairs. He said, That doesn't take two hours.”
“I hated my mom for not letting me play football as a kid. So when I have kids someday, I guarantee they'll never meet their grandmother.”
“I hated my parents for making me go through all that hard work, but now I look at them and celebrate that they pushed me to be independent and be the person that they knew I could be”
“I hated my part in the charade of murder and horror. My efforts were contributing to the deaths, to the burning alive of children - especially the children. The photographs of young Vietnamese children burned by napalm destroyed me.”
“I hated my thoughts. I’d never imagined my brain could so clearly envision my husband’s mouth on another woman, but alas, the mind was a weapon of mass destruction.”
Source: Disgrace
“I hated my whole childhood, hated it, hated it, hated it. There was no place for me.”
“I hated my work. It never seemed to me to be what I should be doing.”
“I hated myself and the world because I had failed to face and accept the limitations of my self and of life. In literature this refusal is called romanticism; in psychology, neurosis.”
Source: The Dice Man
“I hated myself for being cursed, my destiny for being so wretched, the world for its faults, the men in power for their arrogance and tyranny, the cowards for their cowardice and inability to rise against tyranny. I was filled with hatred; hatred for one and all. I felt tremors in my body when I saw that I was behind bars and could not come out instantly to cause destruction of them all.”
Source: The Boiling Stream: When innocence gets killed
“I hated myself for feeling hurt by a man who was clearly callous, but the heart doesn’t listen to rationale.”
Source: Reham Khan
“I hated myself for going, why couldn't I be the kind of person who stays?”
Source: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel
“I hated myself for needing him at such times, for craving his strength whenever I felt upset.”
Source: Deja Dead: A Novel
“I hated myself, I hated them
So I didn’t have to hate you.”
Source: The Last Leaf
“I hated myself totally white. So now I cheat. It's my white hair, and I put color there. My grandson says I'm punk.”
“I hated myself, but I also loved myself in a hateful way.”
Source: Chime
“I hated old people as a young kid who thought he knew anything about punk rock. I just thought old people sucked and I thought their opinions sucked.”
“I hated plans. They reminded me of annoying things like Zeus's once-a-century goal-setting meetings, or dangerously complicated attacks. Or Athena.”
Source: The Burning Maze
“I hated relying on luck. When it worked, it made me feel so damned eerie.”
Source: Expendable
“I hated repeating myself. The last films I've done - not once did I ever have the feeling that I was dialing it in.”
“I hated reunions. It made myself felt so little afterwards. When I was there, I couldn’t help not knowing. But after I knew things, I couldn’t stop comparing. I was congratulating people when they told me the good news, but deep inside I was wondering whether their good news was better than mine. Life wasn’t supposed to be a competition, but it really felt like one.”
Source: What I Wish I Had Known
“I hated roses. I hated them for being so trite, so clichéd, a default, all-purpose flower that said I love you, I'm sorry, and get well soon. Give me peonies and tulips, orchids or gardenia. Those were flowers with character.”
“I hated school . . . . One of the reasons was a learning disability, dyslexia, which no one understood at the time. I still can't spell . . .”
“I hated school . . . I freaking hated it. The fact is that it revolved around something you didn't have access to. If you weren't on the football team, if you were in the band, you were a leper. When people say those were the best years of our lives, I want to scream.”
“I hated school because I liked to daydream and the system tried to stop me from that.”
“I hated school right away. Religion had a lot to do with it because I felt like everybody was always lying to me.”
“I hated school so intensely. It interfered with my freedom. I avoided the discipline by an elaborate technique of being absent-minded during classes.”
“I hated school, but I was a good student. I made straight A's.”
“I hated school, didn't like the discipline.”
“I hated school. After 15, you went off to college if you were good enough. It didn't appeal to me so I left school. I did what everybody did - get a job.”
“I hated school. Even to this day, when I see a school bus it's just depressing to me. The poor little kids.”
“I hated school. Hated it.”
“I hated school. I don't trust anybody who looks back on the years from 14 to 18 with any enjoyment. If you liked being a teenager, there's something really wrong with you.”
“I hated science in high school. Technology? Engineering? Math? Why would I ever need this? Little did I realize that music was also about science, technology, engineering and mathematics, all rolled into one.”
“I hated seeing myself on screen. I was full of complexes. I hated my face for a very, very long time.”
“I hated seeing these spasmodic upside-down chicken heads stretching to puncture my flesh. I imagined once that they reached my groin and pecked out my penis and my huevos and kept pecking until they got to my gut and my eyes and my brain, until I was just a pecked-out piece of human meat surrounded by thousands of nervous, dirty white chickens. I think that was about the time I fucked up a pair of chicken heads against a warehouse wall when no one was looking. Well, almost no one. Rueben was right behind me, and that's when he grinned his stupid grin. Maybe he hated the chickens as much as I did. Maybe he just knew que ya me iba también a la chingada. Maybe I was going on my first joy ride to hell and back, and it was fun to watch.”
Source: The Last Tortilla & Other Stories
“I hated Shallow Grave, that movie made me angry. And I hated Happiness. I generally hate movies that use extreme violence or gratuitous shock value in place of having a heart. For example: movies that combine extremely sadistic violence with humor I find offensive.”
“I hated singing and getting up in front of crowds.”
“I hated singing. I wanted to be an actress. But I don't think I'd have made it any other way.”
“I hated skiing or any other sport where there was an ambulance waiting at the bottom of the hill.”
Source: Four of a Kind: A Suburban Field Guide
“I hated speaking in public. I would miss school just so I wouldn't have to do it.”
“I hated sports. I hated sports, and I hated people who played them, and I hated people who watched them, and I hated people who didn't hate people who watched or played them.”
Source: Looking For Alaska Special 10th Anniversary Edition
“I hated suits until I wore a Calvin Klein; they just fit me.”
“I hated Sundays as a kid. From the moment I woke up, I could feel Monday looming, could feel another school week all piled up and ready to smother me. How was I supposed to enjoy a day of freedom while drowning in dread like that? It was impossible. A pit would form in my chest and gut—this indescribable emptiness that I knew should be filled with fun, but instead left me casting about for something to do. Knowing I should be having fun was a huge part of the problem. Knowing that this was a rare day off, a welcome reprieve, and here I was miserable and fighting against it. Maybe this was why Fridays at school were better than Sundays not in school. I was happier doing what I hated, knowing a Saturday was coming, than I was on a perfectly free Sunday with a Monday right around the corner.”
Source: Beacon 23
“I hated Sundays when I was growing up in Streatham, south London. Everything closed down and stopped.”
“I hated supervising because the workplace is filled with slackers! If you follow the management team’s direction to get the work rate up, they complain about you! The workplace ends up being a toxic mess!”
“I hated teaching composition. I was playing music I didn't particularly want to play, being on committees I didn't want to be on.”
“I hated teenagers in comics because they were always sidekicks. And I always felt if I were a superhero, there's no way I'd pal around with some teenager, you know.”
“I hated that perception that I didn't work hard, that I really don't love basketball.”