Quotes About Antagonism

Yes, I know," Isadora said, and then read her poem, leaning forward so Carmelita Spats would not overhear: "I would rather eat a bowl of vampire bats than spend an hour with Carmelita Spats." The Baudelaires giggled and then covered their mouths so nobody would know they were laughing at Carmelita. "That was great," Klaus said. "I like the part about the bowl of bats.

I could see the two sides hardening, their feelings intensifying, as both began to think the other not just wrong, but hideous, venal... in league with the devil himself.

where there is a disposition to dislike, a motive will never be wanting

I don't know what materials scientists put in bombs but it seems as if they wouldn't need anything more than two personalities who don't get along so wonderfully.

So why'd you part ways with this Dickie Orr person?" Lula asked. "He's a jerk." "Good enough for me," she said. "I hate him already.

Zidane was the most unpleasant among my colleagues. I have never liked him on the pitch and we have always clashed. Albeit a champion for his class, I have never managed to see his fair play.

The Four Horsemen were limousines and Lear Jets, while DX was trailer parks and outhouses. One was white trash, one was upper crust. I always saw DX and the NWO as the natural rivals at the time.

I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.

I had always previously really fed off of negativity and enjoyed being the guy who everybody hated.

I fought fire with oil.

Hallward shook his head. You don't understand what friendship is, Harry, he murmured—or what enmity is, for that matter. You like every one; that is to say, you are indifferent to every one.

but my schadenfreude was dampened by the knowledge that if Detective Hernandez didn't have it in for me before, she sure as shootin' did now.

I would always be a better hater of things and institutions than a lover of them.

They say I don't pray for my enemy. I do. I pray they go to hell. - Marshal Law

He could feel the belligerence growing in Freddie Miles as surely as if his huge body were generating a heat that he could feel across the room.

men of the modern world exist in a continual and flagrant antagonism between their consciences and their way of life."1 There

I hate that mouse

In every age and clime we see Two of a trade can never agree.

One has sufficient enemies amongst men without deliberately seeking out others amongst the gods.

Victory breeds hatred

They accumulate A world in which Man is by his nature the enemy of Man

Devils and Nazis don't work well together.

Herbert Marcuse (1898-1979): "Today's novel feature is the flattening out of the antagonism between culture and social reality through the obliteration of the oppositional, alien, and transcendent elements in the higher culture by virtue of which it constituted another dimension of reality.

Hell hates nothing quite so much as itself.