Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, read more

Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.

I shall never permit myself to stoop so low as to hate any man.

I shall never permit myself to stoop so low as to hate any man.

Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead.
[Lat., Quem metuont oderunt, quem quisque odit read more

Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead.
[Lat., Quem metuont oderunt, quem quisque odit periisse expetit.]

But I do hate him as I hate the devil.

But I do hate him as I hate the devil.

I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not,
but I feel that read more

I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not,
but I feel that I do and I am tortured.
[Lat., Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio,
sed fieri sentio et excrucior.]

Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule.

Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule.

The opposite of love, I have found, is not hate, but indifference.

The opposite of love, I have found, is not hate, but indifference.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.