There's very little difference between love and hate--sometimes.

And I want all or nothing." "I'm afraid it must be nothing, then." "We shall see.

But if I can't have you, _I_ swear no other man shall!" She glanced up at him, lifting her brows a little.
"Aren't you going too far, Antoine?
You can hate me, if you like, or love me--it's a matter of indifference to me which you do.

But I don't propose to allow you to arrange my life for me.

And in any case"-- after a moment--"I'm not likely to fall in love--with you or anyone else." "You think not ?" He stood looking down at her sombrely.