The Hating Game Quotes

“You're always beautiful”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“The trick is to find the one person who can give it back as good as they can take it.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Oh, well. He’s seen and heard almost everything now. There’s nothing left to do but fake my own death and start a new life.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“He releases the button on my coat with the snap of his fingers. The traitorous garment flips open, as if to say Help yourself, mister!”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“I compose a reply. It is an emoticon of a smiling poo. It sums everything up.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Danny Fletcher has a cliched evening in store for you. Italian restaurant, checkered tablecloth. Probably a candle. he'll push the last meatball to you with his nose,”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Let's put our weapons down, okay?" He raises his hands to show he's unarmed. His hands are big enough to encircle my ankles. I swallow.

To hide my awkwardness, I mime taking a gun out of my pocket and toss it aside. He reaches into an imaginary shoulder holsters and takes out a gun, putting it on his planner. I unsheathe an invisible knife from my thigh.

"All of them." I indicate under the desk. He reaches down to his ankle and pretends to take a handgun out of an ankle holster.

"That's better." I sink into my chair and close my eyes.

"You're deeply weird, Shortcake." His voice is not unkind. I force my eyes open and the Staring Game almost kills me. His eyes are the blue of a peacock's chest. Everything is changing.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Helene and Mr. Bexley peel out again like Wacky Racers.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“I look at Danny. If I'd thrown a torn-up wishlist into a fireplace, he's the guy Mary Poppins would have delivered.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“The thing that gets me is, when I switched to doing an MBA at night while working at Bexley, he was unimpressed. Like he'd had any kind of opinion. Like I wasn't even noticed or acknowledged enough to disappoint. But I have, Over and over, my entire life. My career is a joke to him."

I'm surprised by how angry I'm getting. I think of Anthony, his face permanently twisted into a sarcastic expression,

"He's lost something special in you, Why is he like this?"

"I don't know. If I knew, maybe I could change it. He's just been that way with me, and most people.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“The energy that usually lashes ineffectively inside each of us now has a conduit, forming a loop of electricity between us, cycling through me, into him. My heart is glowing in my chest like a bulb, flashing brighter with each movement of his lips.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Los libros eran, y serían
siempre, algo digno de respeto y dotado de magia.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“I think where you came from - sky diamond strawberries - is the best place you can imagine: I’ve always wanted to go there. I’ve google mapped directions. I’ve even looked up the flight and hire car.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Who am I?" I try one last time. "Your housekeeper? Your piano teacher?"
"You're Shortcake" he says simply.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game

“Are you still having trouble with Jeremy at work?” Dad knows Joshua’s actual name by now. He just chooses to not use it.
"Joshua. And yes. He still hates me.” I take a fist of cashews and begin eating them a little aggressively.
Dad is flatteringly mystified. “Impossible. Who could?”
“Who even could,” Mom echoes, reaching up to finger the skin by her eye. “She’s little and cute. No one hates little cute people.” Dad seamlessly agrees with her and they begin talking as though I’m not even here.”
― Sally Thorne, The Hating Game