There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder.

There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder.

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.]

"He was a very good hater."

"He was a very good hater."

Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead.
[Lat., Quem metuont oderunt, quem quisque odit read more

Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead.
[Lat., Quem metuont oderunt, quem quisque odit periisse expetit.]

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.

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.

High above hate I dwell,
O storms! farewell.

High above hate I dwell,
O storms! farewell.

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.

Hatred is blind, as well as love.

Hatred is blind, as well as love.