A man who lives, not by what he loves but what he hates, is a sick man.

A man who lives, not by what he loves but what he hates, is a sick man.

Those who hate most fervently must have once loved deeply; those who want to deny the world must have once read more

Those who hate most fervently must have once loved deeply; those who want to deny the world must have once embraced what they now set on fire.

Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a read more

Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who fears noises.

Hatred is the madness of the heart.

Hatred is the madness of the heart.

We love without reason, and without reason we hate.

We love without reason, and without reason we hate.

Hatred is settled anger.

Hatred is settled anger.

I love the way you love, but I hate the way I'm supposed to love you back

I love the way you love, but I hate the way I'm supposed to love you back

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That read more

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.

You cannot hate other people without hating your self.

You cannot hate other people without hating your self.