I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not,
but I feel that read more

I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not,
but I feel that I do and I am tortured.
[Lat., Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio,
sed fieri sentio et excrucior.]

Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils read more

Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils cannot plague them better.

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of
yourself. What isn't part of read more

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of
yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

I pray that every passing hour
Your hearts may bruise and beat,
I pray that every step read more

I pray that every passing hour
Your hearts may bruise and beat,
I pray that every step you take
May bruise and burn your feet.

Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.

Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.

You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges read more

You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

We've practiced loving long enough,
Let's come at last to hate.
[Ger., Wir haben lang genug geliebt,
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We've practiced loving long enough,
Let's come at last to hate.
[Ger., Wir haben lang genug geliebt,
Und wollen endlich hassen.]

Hate is such a luxurious emotion, it can only be spent on one we love.

Hate is such a luxurious emotion, it can only be spent on one we love.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

In time we hate that which we often fear.