If you knew everyone's story, you would love them. You can't really hate anyone if you know everything that happened to them between their birth and now; why they became the way they became; why they have walls up or down. If you truly know someone, you'd get it.
The things that make you most mad about the world tend to be the things that you hate in yourself.
That old question about whether, as a woman, you can be funny and attractive at the same time. Argh! I hate that question. Of course you can.
Censorship makes me really angry. I even hate it when people censor themselves.
The idea that you can't be attractive and funny at the same time is something that I hate.
