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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.]
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.
The opposite of love, I have found, is not hate, but indifference.
The opposite of love, I have found, is not hate, but indifference.
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.
Hate is such a luxurious emotion, it can only be spent on one we love.
Hate is such a luxurious emotion, it can only be spent on one we love.
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.
Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.
Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.
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.
