Quotes About Dislike

I don't like going into stores, I don't like the whole process of buying things.

I hate going to the gym and doing it the old-fashioned way. I hate anything that's too straightforward, too routine, too familiar. I get bored really, really quickly.

I don't like straightforward drum sounds and hate snares; can't stand them.

I hate it when Bogdan gets sincere. It means I have to work twice as hard to dislike him.

Service for the Right Reasons: To Save the Whales, or Kill Them and Feed the Children? Morality is simply the attitude we adopt toward people we personally dislike. —OSCAR WILDE

I never liked going in the ocean.

Because my brother liked Michigan, I liked Michigan, and by the nature of that, I didn't like Ohio State.

I cannot stand the Buckeyes, and having to live in Ohio and hear those people talk about their team, it drives me absolutely nuts.

I don't like big events and crowded areas. I'm almost a curmudgeonly old man in that aspect. I've been like that forever.

There's a reason they only serve fruitcake once a year, because it's awful. There's a reason they only serve mint julep's once a year, because they're awful. And there's a reason they only serve candy corn once a year, because it's awful.

I actually hate when people open my gifts, and I hate opening gifts in front of people.

I don't like to go to premieres or openings. I don't like to have to put on makeup.

I don't like rock opera with back beats.

Detesto todos los argumentos! Son siempre vulgares, y a menudo convincentes.

There was something in the shape of his fingers that I hated.

Such a one, in George's opinion, was this gurgling excrescence underneath the silk hat. He comprised in his single person practically all the qualities which George disliked most. He was, for a young man, extraordinarily obese. Already a second edition of his chin had been published, and the perfectly-cut morning coat which encased his upper section bulged out in an opulent semi-circle. He wore a little moustache, which to George's prejudiced eye seemed more a complaint than a moustache.

No, I am quite content with you, Bertie. By the way, I do dislike that name Bertie. I think I shall call you Harold. Yes, I am perfectly satisfied with you. You have many faults, of course. I shall be pointing some of them out when I am at leisure.

Jeeves, I said, those spats. Yes, sir? You really dislike them? Intensely, sir. You don't think time might induce you to change your views? No, sir. All right, then. Very well. Say no more. You may burn them. Thank you very much, sir. I have already done so. Before breakfast this morning. A quiet grey is far more suitable, sir. Thank you, sir.

I can't stand Paris. I hate the place. Full of people talking French

I don't understand a word you say. You're English, aren't you? I admitted it. She didn't say a word. And somehow she did it in a way that made it worse than if she had spoken for hours. Somehow it was brought home to me that she didn't like Englishmen, and that if she had had to meet an Englishman, I was the one she'd have chosen last.

There is nothing that so satisfactorily unites individuals who have been so unfortunate as to quarrel amongst themselves as a strong mutual dislike for some definite person.

I do not understand people who like to make noise; consequently I fear them, and since I fear them, I hate them.

If the author doesn't like people," he said, "people won't like his or her stories.

I hate that mouse