I would like somebody to be hated more than I am.

I am what you might call a controversial figure: people either hate me or despise me.

Ay, do despise me! I'm the prouder for it; I like to be despised.

I’ve seen so many people with this one consuming goal of proving themselves — in the classroom, in their careers, and in their relationships. Every situation calls for a confirmation of their intelligence, personality, or character. Every situation is evaluated: Will I succeed or fail? Will I look smart or dumb? Will I be accepted or rejected? Will I feel like a winner or a loser?

I realise it’s proved to people that I don’t love them. It’s dawning on me now that if I say I love someone… it’s like lying, really. As long as I’m taking it, the lie continues. I’ve got a lot of proving myself to do.

I would rather be hated for what I am, then loved for what I am not.

You have to be willing to be ridiculed, laughed at, and mocked. You have to have people not believing in you. That makes you your own biggest cheerleader.

You have haters from all walks of life. I could care less who wants me to fail. They inspire me. Motivates me.

Since I won't let the critics seal my fate, they keep hollering I'm full of hate. But they don't really hurt me none, 'cause I'm doing good and having fun.

I want to be good...I try to be good, I do try, and to like everybody. But there are some people - some people I can't like, however much I try. I hate them - there!

I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.

have I not the reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.

I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not.

I'd rather be hated for who i am than be loved for who i am not.