Quotes About Hate

you can love a person and still hate the decisions they've made, can't you?

To know yourself you have only to set down a true statement of those that ever loved or hated you.

Love is hope without doubt, hate is fear turned out.

Faith, like love, unites; opinion, like hate, separates.

There will be people who hate everything you do. And some people will really love it. But that's not really different from the people who really hate it.

Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate

A band is like a family. There's love and hate.

We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.

What fools are we, to be besotted with the love of our own trouble, and to hate our liberty and rest!

I think seeing films should be interactive. I'd rather have people see a film that I'm in and either absolutely love it or absolutely hate it, than be like, "Oh, yeah, it was good." That's the worst!

I love blogging, even though apparently it's still dying, and hate it when I have too much going on to do so regularly.

Love and hate. Same passion. Same impulse

Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You're almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.

Fear will bind you closer than love, or hate, and it works a hell of a lot quicker.

Pity is an emotion that can get you killed. The only thing more dangerous is blind hate, and maybe love.

Because love and hate were supposed to stand cleanly on opposite sides of the spectrum. The division seemed as clear as...well, angels and demons would once have seemed to her. Not anymore.

Knowledge was more powerful than fear. Love was stronger than hate.

How often have I met and disliked writers whose books I love; and conversely, hated the books and then wound up liking the writer? Too often.

I seem to remember even from when I was very young that when you loved someone you also hated them for making you love them, since loving someone is so incredibly humiliating.

There is no passion, more spectral or fantastical than hate, not even its opposite, love, so peoples air, with phantoms, as this madness of the heart.

Here's a sigh to those who love me,And a smile to those who hate;And, whatever sky's above me,Here's a heart for every fate.

The lovely loving and the hateful hates.

Veils of love which was only hate petrified by longing--that was me.

It is no non-violence if we merely love those that love us. It is non-violence only when we love those that hate us.