“He couldn't do it. He could not fucking die. How could he leave? How could he go? Everything he hated was here.” — Philip Roth Copy Share Image
“I hated to leave her and I hated to be near her, because she made me remember what I wanted most to… — Jenny Han Copy Share Image
Isnt it obvious that a person would leave from where he is hated so much? The heroism of staying in such a… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
For as a surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings, Or as tie heresies that men do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
