Quotes About Hatred

He is love, and when love comes in, hatred and selfishness and unkindness will give way to it, just as the darkness gives way when you let in the sunshine. But try to chase it alone would be trying to chase the shadows out of a dark room. It would be a waste of time.

hatred can either strike us dead, like lightning, or illuminate us. It shocks us into seeing what is hidden in the landscape. Hatred can be confined to reason, but kept from the heart.

Old, beautiful words – 'From envy, hatred, malice and all uncharitableness – Good Lord deliver us.' How many of the people who make a glib response have really turned away from the evil in their thoughts before it breaks into word or open deed?

Chàng trai ?y l?n lên gi?a ?ám ph? n?. T? ?ó hình thành thói c?m ghét ph? n? ti?m ?n và chi?u h??ng tình d?c không xác ??nh, gi?c m? ???c ngao du n?m châu b?n b?.

It was not for the piano-tuner to know that in this still, grey, winter-gripped dining-room, this apparent mortuary of desire and passion (in which the lift rumbled and knives and forks scraped upon plates), waves were flowing forward and backward, and through and through, of hellish revulsion and unquenchable hatred!

You end up hating so many people that without even noticing, you start to hate everyone. Including yourself. But that's the trick, you see? The trick that makes everything survivable. You've got to love somebody.

As Dolours struggled in the water, she locked eyes with one attacker, a man with a club, and for the rest of her life she would return to that moment, the way his eyes were glazed with hate. She looked into those eyes and saw nothing.

She raised her own glass, filled with a deep red wine. "To Ambrose Jakis," she said with sudden fierceness. "May he fall into a well and die.

And finally - he was neither able nor willing to prevent it - the self-loathing dammed up inside him spilled over and gushed out, gushed out of glaring eyes that grew ever grimmer, angrier, beneath the rim of his cap, flooding the outside world as perfect, vulgar hate.

Entonces de repente –éste era el sentido del ejercicio-, el odio brotaba en él con violencia de orgasmo, estallando como una tormenta contra aquellos olores que habían osado ofender su ilustre nariz. Caía sobre ellos como granizo sobre un campo de trigo, los pulverizaba como una furioso huracán y los ahogaba bajo un diluvio purificador de agua destilada. Tan justa era su cólera y tan grande su venganza.

Very well, but remember this... I'll be looking at you when you're laid on the cross and the twelve blows are crashing down on your limbs. When the crowd is finally tired of your screams and wandered home, I will climb up through your blood and sit beside you. I will look deep into your eyes... and drop by drop I will trickle my disgust into them like burning acid until... finally... you perish.

To encapsulate the prosecution's theory concerning motive, a central element in the case, he offered a quote from William Congreve that he said applied to Lazarus: "Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Any conditioned cat-hater can be won over by any cat who chooses to make the effort. Only an unregenerate ailurophobe can't be reached. I'd say he's really sick.

By stirring up hatred on social media. Wow, maybe she's working for the Russians

All wars leave a legacy of bitterness and hatred, but internecine conflicts create the deepest scars. There is something different about such intrafamilial conflicts. People who once were part of one national family divide, define each other as the hateful enemy, and aim for the jugular. On both sides of an internecine conflict there is a feeling of betrayal, a sense that those who were brothers or sisters have been traitorous to their commitments or to the nation [1].

By love alone is hatred dispelled." Jesus would add: a love that must be ready to die rather than hate. Out of such love, and out of such death that this love can require, will hatred be dispelled. Hearts will be changed. And so will our world.

The Law of the Cross saves because it affirms and embodies the "eternal law" that the Dhammapada, in a different context, also realized: "By love alone is hatred dispelled." Jesus would add: a love that must be ready to die rather than hate. Out of such love, and out of such death that this love can require, will hatred be dispelled. Hearts will be changed. And so will our world.

Germany's siege mentality and gnawing sense of encirclement (the need to 'storm out of the fortress' to prevent a Russian attack); Austria-Hungary's hatred of Serbia; Russia's deep fear of Germany; France's vengeful chauvinism; and Britain's ferocious Germanophobia.

the older I get, the more I believe that if love is to be judged by most of its visible effects, it looks more like hatred than friendship.

Cuanto más viejo me hago más propenso a creer que si el amor ha de juzgarse por sus efectos visibles, se parece más al odio que a la amistad.

his soul (was) ringing like a well-struck bell. But it was a bell that rang with more than joy and adoration — there was the sound there too of anger and resentment. She would not look at him because she did not want to be in his presence. She hated him and he (how could he not?) hated her in return.

Cuando uno les demuestra a los demás que están equivocados, los demás lo odian a uno por ello.

The Bible is still the only dirty book I've ever read, at least in its current incarnation as a weapon of the homophobes. Bible scholarship keeps trying to catch up, proving that all the hatred of gay is just stupid translation, though the snake-oil preachers don't want to hear it.

No matter how much success you have, there will always be people who hate themselves so much that they'll gladly project that hate onto you.