Quotes About Hate

A lot of people love their hate. They live to hate the people wronged them. You cain't just have one gang. That don't even make sense. If you took away the white man's black man or the black man's white man, most of 'em wouldn't even know how to walk down the street right.

Life, he said, has little to do with progress. More often than not men make the decisions that lead to their own deaths. They delegate, hate, stay when all the signs say go. Mostly they're unwilling to make a deal. And they're almost all forgotten. No better remembered than a cockroach who succumbs to a poison that you set down under the pantry six months before.

The world needed to suffer in order to understand the simplest of universal principles, the unity of man with man and with God. The world of men had to reap the harvest of its seeds of hate, selfishness and greed it had been sowing for centuries. It had to reap this harvest in order to learn that universal law is inevitable and inescapable.

Detective John Tallow, 1st Precinct. You, said Scarly. I hate you so much my dick is hard.

I'm not going to be able to sleep a wink tonight. I hate shelters. People coughing and snoring and hacking up who-knows-what. It's a nightmare. But I do have clean teeth.

When we think or act this way, we do so at either one extreme or the other. For example, either we love someone completely or we hate them. There is no middle ground. We see the people around us as either good or bad, and not the composite they really are. We judge ourselves equally as harshly. The more we use all-or-none thinking, the more it opens us up to behaving in an all-or-none fashion. Both of these actions tend to get us into trouble and to cause us to suffer unnecessarily.

I've come to you because I need professional help... I get depressed when I realize how other girls hate me, and yet I know it's only jealousy... It's plain jealousy! They only hate me because I have naturally curly hair... They're jealous of me... What should I do?" "Don't kid yourself, sister... Five cents, please!

Hate is a powerful weapon. But it is powerless when it comes to cutting chains off the human heart.

Sir, I've had the experience of being in a country where people were trying to kill me. Every day. That simplifies life a good bit. In matters of the heart, we have only two options. Hate them or love them. That's it. That's all we got. There's no middle.

One of the favorite speakers was a man in red who warned of sickle-cell anemia, 'a deadly organism lurking in all nigger blood.' 'If so much as one drop of nigger blood gets in your baby's cereal,' he said, 'the baby will surely die in one year.' He did not explain how he thought a negro would come to bleed in anyone's cereal.

There's a narrow line between love and hate sometimes, you know. And it can be crossed unwittingly.

The moon was bright; he stood at the edge of his own skull's platform; desire to hate and desire not to hate struggled in him. In the moonlight, visible, audible, arm in arm, talking and laughing, they came. He saw them pass; his eyes grew blind. Presently he turned and went home. That night when at last he slept he dreamed, more clearly than ever before, of his steady descent of the moon-bright rope.

I hope you still think that ideas are more dangerous than material thing," Quentin said. "That is what you were arguing at lunch." Anthony pondered while glancing from side to side before he answered, "Yes, I do. All material danger is limited, whereas interior danger is unlimited. It's more dangerous for you to hate than kill, isn't it?

It was almost reckless how vulnerable she allowed herself to be; you couldn't help but hate her for doing that to herself, and at the same time hate yourself for giving in to it, and underneath all of that, despite your hate for her, couldn't help but love her.

proper work" usually involves performing a task you hate on behalf of people you'd gleefully club to death with a bull's knee if only it were legal to do so

You either love or you hate. You live in the middle, you get nothing.

Ameresti il tuo nemico, ameresti il tuo nemico, io lo sto già facendo pare sia il mio hobby preferito! "La bella e la bestia

Hate crimes are the scariest thing in the world because these people really believe what they're doing is right.

I hated him and I loved him. With him I felt trapped, branded, held, and beloved. Like a daughter.

My feelings are too intense. I hate too bitterly, I love too exaltingly, I pity too extravagantly, I hurt too painfully. We American blacks call that "soul."

What the hell are you, Meyers? A Nazi?" Brad smiled. "No. I hate Nazis. I like their uniforms." "What about that picture of Hitler?" "I like his moustache." "And that big flag?" "I like red, white, and black, and I couldn't find an Egyptian flag, all right?" The man laughed. "Christ, Meyers, you're so fuckin' weird.…

Word is a four-letter word.

I've seen hate on the faces of too many Klansmen and too many White Citizens Councilors in the South to want to hate myself, because every time I see it, I know that it does something to their faces and their personalities and I say to myself that hate is too great a burden to bear. I have decided to love. If you are seeking the highest good, I think you can find it through love.

Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.