I've always sucked at games of chance. Always hated them for that reason.

As long as you draw breath anywhere -here or ten thousands miles from here- I will love you. I can't help loving you, so I choose to hate you...to make my love bearable.

She hated him and loved him, longed for him and loathed him, and cursed herself for feeling anything at all

There are some we cannot help but take an instant dislike to.