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.]

Hatred is blind, as well as love.

Hatred is blind, as well as love.

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.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

Anyone can hate. It costs to love.

Let them hate, so long as they fear.
[Lat., Oderint, dum metuant.]

Let them hate, so long as they fear.
[Lat., Oderint, dum metuant.]

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.

Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure;
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure;
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

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

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

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

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