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.

Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.

Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.

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.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

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.

I like a good hater.

I like a good hater.

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.

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.

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.