There is no fire like passion, there is no shark like hatred, there is no snare like folly, there is no torrent like greed.
Hatreds are the cinders of affection.
Hatred comes from the heart; contempt from the head; and neither feeling is quite within our control.
Like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, the fiercest hatred is silent.
Hatred is the coward's revenge for being intimidated.
The hatred of those who are near to us is most violent.
Hatred is the madness of the heart.
Hatred, which could destroy so much, never failed to destroy the man who hated and this was an immutable law.
Hatred is self-punishment.
There is no faculty of the human soul so persistent and universal as that of hatred.
Hatred is settled anger.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Hatred is like fireâit makes even light rubbish deadly.
In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
Hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule.
Hatred is self-punishment.
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
Then let him know that hatred without end Or intermission is between us two.
Hatreds are the cinders of affection.
The greatest hatred, like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, is silent. [Ger., Der grosste Hass ist, wie die grosste Tugend und die schlimmsten Hunde, still.]
Hatred is self-punishment. Hatred it the coward's revenge for being intimidated.
Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.