Hatred is blind, as well as love.

Hatred is blind, as well as love.

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.]

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.

Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.

The opposite of love, I have found, is not hate, but indifference.

The opposite of love, I have found, is not hate, but indifference.

I like a good hater.

I like a good hater.

What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.

What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.