I hate people who drive cars as if they were watching t.v. with a careless noodling manner, as if it's too formal a gesture to signal a turn or look ahead of where they are going. I don't want to kill them, I want them to drive head on into each other.

I hate the guy who wrote this biography of Balthus I'm trying to read, with his psychological bullshit. I hate the kids on Barney, and I do want to kill Barney.