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.

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.]

Hatred is self-punishment.

Hatred is self-punishment.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

Love, friendship, respect, do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something.

Love, friendship, respect, do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something.

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.]

Everybody loves success, but they hate successful people.

Everybody loves success, but they hate successful people.

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.

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.