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I think that hate is a thing, a feeling, that can only exist where there is no understanding.
TENNESSEE WILLIAMS, Forward to Sweet Bird of Youth
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.
If anyone says, "I love God," yet hates his brother, he is a liar. For anyone who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God, whom he has not seen.
No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.
NELSON MANDELA, Autobiography
I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.
W.C. FIELDS, The Saturday Review, Jan. 28, 1967
When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
CHUCK PALAHNIUK, Invisible Monsters
That feelings of love and hate make rational judgments impossible in public affairs, as in private affairs, we can clearly enough see in others, though not so clearly in ourselves.
HERBERT SPENCER, The Study of Sociology
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
- Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure;
- Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
- Hate is like a swordfish,
- working through water invisibly
- and then you see it coming
- with blood along its blade,
- but transparency disarms it.
PABLO NERUDA, Autumn Testament
It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom. Each, in its utmost development, supposes a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge; each renders one individual dependent for the food of his affections and spiritual life upon another; each leaves the passionate lover, or the no less passionate hater, forlorn and desolate by the withdrawal of his object.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE, The Scarlet Letter
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE, Jane Eyre
- There is no passion
- More spectral or fantastical than Hate;
- Not even its opposite, Love, so peoples air
- With phantoms, as this madness of the heart.
LORD BYRON, The Two Foscari
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