Quotes About Hatred

As Starbuck discovers, simply being a good guy with a positive worldview is not enough to stop a force of nature like Ahab, who feeds on the fears and hatreds in us all.

It wasn't so much that I was afraid of the place itself, but I was afraid of the creatures who masqueraded as people. And I became afraid of myself for stirring up such hatred in others.

I knew I hated him as only a woman can hate a man, as only a slave can hate his master.

Even an acknowledgment from someone who hates him is better than having no one but strangers watch him perish.

war, the issue doesn't matter anymore, because now it's about one thing and one thing only: how much each side hates the other." The

beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not understanding solitude they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own not being able to create art they will not understand art they will consider their failure as creators only as a failure of the world

I have one problem, I don't hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day and the best at murder are those who preach against it and the best at hate are those who preach love and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

I held her wrists and then I got it through the eyes: hatred, centuries deep and true. I was wrong and graceless and sick. all the things I had learned had been wasted. there was no creature living as foul as I and all my poems were false.

Everywhere, Everywhere amazing, how grimly we hold onto our misery, ever defensive, thwarted by the forces. amazing, the energy we burn fueling our anger. amazing, how one moment we can be snarling like a beast, then a few moments later, forgetting what or why. not hours of this or days or months or years of this but decades, lifetimes completely use up, given over to the prettiest rancor and hatred. finally there is nothing here for death to take away.

not being able to love fully they will believe your love incomplete and then they will hate you and their hatred will be perfect

The earth. Smog, murder, the poisoned air, the poisoned water, the poisoned food, the hatred, the hopelessness, everything. The only beautiful thing about the earth is the animals and now they are being killed off, soon they will be gone except for pet rats and race horses. It's so sad, no wonder you drink so much.

Stanley was right. I never hit another home run. I struck out most of the time. But they always remembered that home run and while they still hated me, it was a better kind of hatred, like they weren't quite sure why. Football

Žem?. Smogas, žmogžudyst?s, užnuodytas oras, užnuodytas maistas, neapykanta, beviltiškumas, viskas. Vienintelis nuostabus dalykas Žem?je - gyv?nai, ta?iau ir juos naikina, tuoj nebeliks n? vieno išskyrus prijaukintas žiurkes ir hipodromo žirgus.

I never hit another home run. I struck out most of the time. But they always remembered that home run and while they still hated me, it was a better kind of hatred, like they weren't quite sure why.

Their Love Is Average, Seeks Average But There Is Genius In Their Hatred

?utao sam, jer kad mrziš, ne možeš da moliš...

but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not understanding solitude they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day

Why did the Master Race movement draw nothing but mental and physical cripples?

It's hatred, the only thing that lasts.

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Okonkwo was ruled by one passion -- to hate everything that his father Unoka had loved. One of those things was gentleness and another was idleness.

To be united by hatred is a fragile alliance at best.