Our discussions slowly moved away from the nose and the stomach I had grown to detest.
Youssef quickly grows to detest his wife's devotion, which suddenly seems to him like pity.
(He seems to have grown to detest Frost, and competed with him for the affections of Kay Morrison, Frost's secretary and lover).
She and Mr. Bush had no choice: the same White House that before the war refused to use the word "occupation" (the approved phrase was "liberation") now concedes that Iraq grew to detest the occupiers, undercutting the American strategic agenda.
Princeton was the anti-Oxford: free, he thought, of the constricted literary coteries he grew to detest in Britain and a place "where any outlandish idea was thought to be worth arguing about and no one had heard of Leavis's superiority or the art of the snide put down".
"I don't know if this happens with women as well," he goes on in that ruminative way of his, "but with men it's certainly true, the way the bonds of childhood friendship hold long beyond the point when they've grown to detest each other.
The artist was a simple man, but he grew to detest the opulence and corruption of the Church.
Maybe he's in Iraq or Afghanistan (even though he grew to detest the war, he considered reenlisting because he felt it's what he deserved).
Some will nod a sad, knowing smile, and then one of us will invariably say that quote I've grown to detest, "A son is a son 'til he takes a wife, a daughter is a daughter for life" (I have a daughter, but I know she's not going anywhere, so this isn't about her).
"Looking at him makes me ill," said Mr. Grimm, an ex-marine who said he had detested Mr. Clinton from the start of his presidency and had grown to loathe him even more.
