I don't hate anyone. I dislike. But my dislike is the equivalent of anyone else's hate.

I don't hate anyone. I dislike. But my dislike is the equivalent of anyone else's hate.

I already explained this. I don’t like you. True, I don’t like most people, but I especially dislike you. I could start my own religion based on how much I dislike you.

You're beginning to dislike me, aren't you? Well, dislike me. It doesn't make any difference to me now.

Serve the dinner backward, do anything-but for goodness sake, do something weird.

I make enemies deliberately. They are the sauce piquante to my dish of life.