A Native American grandfather talking to his young grandson tells the boy he has two wolves inside of him struggling with each other. The first is the wolf of peace, love and kindness. The other wolf is fear, greed and hatred. "Which wolf will win, grandfather?" asks the young boy. "Whichever one I feed," is the reply.
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You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges read more
You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.
Whom they have injured they also hate.
[Lat., Quos laeserunt et oderunt.]
Whom they have injured they also hate.
[Lat., Quos laeserunt et oderunt.]
Hatred is a boomerang which is sure to hit you harder than the one at whom you throw it.
Hatred is a boomerang which is sure to hit you harder than the one at whom you throw it.
Hatred is self-punishment.
Hatred is self-punishment.
Hatred is self-punishment. Hatred it the coward's revenge for being intimidated.
Hatred is self-punishment. Hatred it the coward's revenge for being intimidated.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.
Much that passes as idealism is disguised hatred or disguised love of power.
Much that passes as idealism is disguised hatred or disguised love of power.
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.]
I pray that every passing hour
Your hearts may bruise and beat,
I pray that every step read more
I pray that every passing hour
Your hearts may bruise and beat,
I pray that every step you take
May bruise and burn your feet.
