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.]

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.]

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.

Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.

Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.

There's no hate lost between us.

There's no hate lost between us.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

Everybody loves success, but they hate successful people.

Everybody loves success, but they hate successful people.

But I do hate him as I hate the devil.

But I do hate him as I hate the devil.