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.]

Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is aweapon that attacks the person read more

Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is aweapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. Andthe harms we do, we do to ourselves.

We have but one, and only hate,
We love as one, we hate as one,
We have read more

We have but one, and only hate,
We love as one, we hate as one,
We have one foe and one alone.
[Ger., Wir haben nur einen einzigen Hass,
Wir lieben vereint, wir hassen vereint,
Wir haben nur einen einzigen Feind.]

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.

"He was a very good hater."

"He was a very good hater."

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.

There's no hate lost between us.

There's no hate lost between us.

Much that passes as idealism is disguised hatred or disguised love of power.

Much that passes as idealism is disguised hatred or disguised love of power.

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

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