Quotes About Hate

Major success feels a bit like a coronation. Like I'd become a king. I was one of the most famous people in the world, loved and hated in equal measure. I couldn't see anything bad with it. It made me a happy person.

When you are known, you do have people who love you very much and also those who hate you for what you are.

Dory stared at it. Twenty feet of muscle. Twenty feet of terror. Twenty feet of prehistoric hate with a maw of what-the-fuck and claws they didn't make anymore because even nature had looked at those things and thought, you know what?

He would almost call this feeling for jeannette hate, if he were not so afraid it was love.

Hate eats the hater.

Only humans kill with hate. When you kill, you must kill like an animal.

The voice of the intelligence is drowned out by the roar of fear. It is ignored by the voice of desire. It is contradicted by the voice of shame. It is biased by hate and extinguished by anger. Most of all it is silenced by ignorance.

Man can certainly flee from God... but he cannot escape him. He can certainly hate God and be hateful to God, but he cannot change into its opposite the eternal love of God which triumphs even in his hate.

Hate must make a man productive. Otherwise one might as well love.

Hate must make a person productive; otherwise one might as well love.

I hold that he who teaches that not reason but love should rule opens up the way for those who rule by hate.

And I think there's something about conservatives frankly - and the Left, when it comes to their channels of persuasion, are unpersuasive. They are, most of them are hate-filled, obscenity-clogged rants of anger and hatred.

Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Tell me we both matter don't we?

Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Tell me, we both matter, don't we? You, it's you and me It's you and me, won't be unhappy

Well, be careful," she said, her words deliberate. She quickly twisted her head, as if making certain no one was behind her. When she turned back around, her green eyes were hard and filled with hate. "Because wouldn't it be terrible if you slipped and hurt yourself?

There is no beauty in sadness. No honor in suffering. No growth in fear. No relief in hate. It's just a waste of perfectly good happiness.

You appear infinitely generous, but you are a woman of infinite passion, in hate as well as love.

Ura lui Cain nu era educata, iar Cain, in pornirea lui, nu are cand sa-si sistematizeze afectul. Cain uraste ca un barbar si el omoara fara sa treaca in prealabil prin teritoriul intelectualului si al intemeierilor teoretice. Pe scurt, crima lui Cain nu beneficiaza de aportul intelectualului apt sa organizeze ura. Ea nu are o ideologie.

A question I've thought about a great deal is why it is so much easier to write about the things we dislike/hate/acknowledge to be flawed than the things we love.

Theo nodded slowly. "You love Balanchine chocolate like I love cacao." "I wouldn't say love , Theo." "No, you speak the truth. Love isn't right. It isn't right for me either. Sometimes I hate cacao." Theo looked at me. "You don't love Balanchine chocolate. You are Balanchine chocolate.

And I know that bad people deserve what they get, but oh, how we hate to be alone.

She should be nicer. It's a well-known fact that hate shows up on your face once you're forty.

Simon Glass was easy to hate. I never knew exactly why, there was just too much to pick from. I guess, really, we each hated him for a different reason, but we didn't realize it until the day we killed him.

I hate and I love. Why I do so, perhaps you ask. I know not, but I feel it and I am in torment.