What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.

What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.

There's no hate lost between us.

There's no hate lost between us.

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.

Whom they have injured they also hate.
[Lat., Quos laeserunt et oderunt.]

Whom they have injured they also hate.
[Lat., Quos laeserunt et oderunt.]

Let them hate, so long as they fear.
[Lat., Oderint, dum metuant.]

Let them hate, so long as they fear.
[Lat., Oderint, dum metuant.]

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

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.

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.

For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.

For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.