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There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder.
There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder.
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of
yourself. What isn't part of read more
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of
yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.
Hatred is self-punishment.
Hatred is self-punishment.
The greatest hatred, like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs,
is silent.
[Ger., Der grosste Hass ist, read more
The greatest hatred, like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs,
is silent.
[Ger., Der grosste Hass ist, wie die grosste Tugend und die
schlimmsten Hunde, still.]
Whom they have injured they also hate.
[Lat., Quos laeserunt et oderunt.]
Whom they have injured they also hate.
[Lat., Quos laeserunt et oderunt.]
Hatreds are the cinders of affection.
Hatreds are the cinders of affection.
Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.
Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.
A Native American grandfather talking to his young grandson tells the boy he has two wolves inside of him struggling read more
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.
