Dislike Quotes
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But nevertheless, the fact remained, it was almost impossible to dislike anyone if one looked at them.
Virginia Woolf
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Of all the labels and tags and epithets people have forced upon me, there's one I don't dislike. I get called the 'enfant terrible.' In every article, it's always there. So I have to give that a meaning.
Xavier Dolan
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The most effective way of attacking vice is to expose it to public ridicule. People can put up with rebukes but they cannot bear being laughed at: they are prepared to be wicked but they dislike appearing ridiculous.
Moliere
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I don't dislike anybody. I love everybody.
T. D. Jakes
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I'm not full of malice, but I do dislike Neil Diamond a lot, and I'm sorry that I've done a Neil Diamond song.
Robert Wyatt
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I'm very unpopular for my dislike of this food, but I've never liked avocado. Everyone gives me so much flack for it because they tell me how healthy it is for me, how delicious it is. I don't like it, but it's not for lack of trying. I tried to like it, and it's just not my thing.
Samira Wiley
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Among those who dislike oppression are many who like to oppress.
Napoleon Bonaparte
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Well, the truth is I'm very scared for people to dislike me. I have conflict-avoidance.
Hans Rosling
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Not only are police officers often taken for granted, many people are highly vocal about their dislike for cops.
Karen Salmansohn
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Of puns it has been said that those who most dislike them are those who are least able to utter them.
Edgar Allan Poe
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They that approve a private opinion, call it opinion; but they that dislike it, heresy; and yet heresy signifies no more than private opinion.
Thomas Hobbes
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That, thought Mrs. Fisher, her eyes going steadily line by line down the page and not a word of it getting through into her consciousness, is foolish of friends. It is condemning one to a premature death. One should continue (of course with dignity) to develop, however old one may be. She had nothing against developing, against further ripeness, because as long as one was alive one was not dead—obviously, decided Mrs. Fisher, and development, change, ripening, were life. What she would dislike would be unripening, going back to something green. She would dislike it intensely; and this is what she felt she was on the brink of doing. Naturally it made her very uneasy, and only in constant movement could she find distraction. Increasingly restless and no longer able to confine herself to her battlements, she wandered more and more frequently, and also aimlessly, in and out of the top garden.
Elizabeth von Arnim
