Quotes About Hatred

Yeah, we all hated the Nazis, and if anybody didn't, he kept his fool mouth shut about it. Because if you lived in Flatbush, you were surrounded by Jews. And Jews, having paid the price in blood, now owned the Nazis outright, and we could do anything we wanted to them.

There is a convalescent quality to our friendship nowadays, as we tiptoe gently through the garden where our old hatred lies buried.

I tried to be good to Judith, I tried to be kind and loving, but our hatred kept coming between us.

Not even hatred can corrode real honor.

Fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world.

Mr. Carpenter says fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world. "'Cast it out, Jade,' he says—'cast it out of your heart. Fear is a confession of weakness. What you fear is stronger than you, or you think it is, else you wouldn't be afraid of it. Remember your Emerson—"always do what you are afraid to do.

Mr. Carpenter says fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world. "'Cast it out, Jade,' he says—'cast it out of your heart. Fear is a confession of weakness. What you fear is stronger than you, or you think it is, else you wouldn't be afraid of it. Remember your Emerson—"always do what

His anger took many shapes: sometimes soft and familiar, like a round stone he had caressed for so long that is was perfectly smooth and polished; sometimes it was thin and sharp like a blade that could slice through anything; sometimes it had the form of a star, radiating his hatred in all directions, leaving him numb and empty inside.

How can you say what depths of hatred people keep to themselves? The Skaers, for example. Do we know what the Skaers feel about your family's restaurant, what they think your parents' workaholism has done to drain their family businesses over the years? And there are others.

Surely the heart is not a fitting place to house hatred. But where is its place? I don't know. That is one of the universe's Unknowns. It would seem that the God's truly delight in messing things up, for in not having created a particular spot to house hatred, they have provoked eternal chaos. Hatred us forever hunting down a refuge, poking it's nose where it shouldn't, taking over sites reserved for others, invariably forcing out love.

Aquí, el sexo no tiene nada que ver con el placer, sólo con el odio. Es una manera de humillar y desmoralizar al adversario.

Most hatred is based on fear, one way or another.

The sight of him all aglow did make me catch my breath. He would always be beautiful. No amount of hatred could take that away from him. But beauty wasn't enough, not enough by half.

are always evil, whether it's the color of your skin they hate, or how many limbs you have, or how fragile you are; it's all hatred and it's all just fear. They

Of course, they don't like him! Liking is for ninny-hammers. Real men elicit rancor. Pausing for a moment of deep consideration, she added, Loathing, even. But never liking. Hatred, perhaps? suggested Mary's brother-in-law, hiding his amused smile behind a tone of excessive gravity. Mrs. Fustian was not impressed. Certainly not. Any common laborer can hate. True connoisseurs prefer more subtle shades of aversion.

We were as merciless and cruel as most primitives are. But we learnt at that school the private nature of cruelty; and our inborn hatred for freaks and outcasts was tempered by meeting them daily.

Narrow, angular features, pouty lips and hatred-filled pale, washed-out blue irises glared back at him.Caleb flashed the young man a malevolent smirk and readied his blade. "Jude Winslow, I presume.

Smile, jew. Dance, jew. Tell me you love me, jew...I got the extermination blues, jewboys. I got the hitler syndrome figured

Bigotry or prejudice in any form is more than a problem; it is a deep-seated evil within our society.

A nation is a society united by a delusion about its ancestry and by common hatred of its neighbours.

I have known the joy and pain of friendship. I have served and been served. I have made some good enemies for which I am not a bit sorry. I have loved unselfishly, and I have fondled hatred with the red-hot tongs of Hell. That's living.

I have known the joy and pain of friendship. I have served and been served. I have made some good enemies for which I am not a bit sorry. I have loved unselfishly, and I have fondled hatred with the red-hot tongs of Hell. That's living.

I never hated a man enough to give him his diamonds back.

And so it was that the two of us, out of a shared and confused hatred, performed an act that looked like love, but while our bodies sought each other and came together we were both thinking and speaking of him all the time, of nothing but him.