Quotes
Quotes about Hatred
Much that passes as idealism is disguised hatred or disguised love of power.
Hatred is the coward's revenge for being intimidated.
Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.
Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.
Hatred is a boomerang which is sure to hit you harder than the one at whom you throw it.
Love, friendship, respect, do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something.
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
For historians ought to be precise, truthful, and quite unprejudiced, and neither interest nor fear, hatred nor affection, should cause them to swerve from the path of truth, whose mother is history, the rival of time, the depository of great actions, the witness of what is past, the example and instruction of the present, the monitor of the future.
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
There are some cases. . . in which the sense of injury breeds --not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but --a hatred of all injury.
This is my peace message in one sentence: This is the way of peace-overcome evil with good, and falsehood with truth, and hatred with love.
The foremost art of kings is the ability to endure hatred.
I realize that patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred toward any one.
You, the Spirit of the Settlement! ... Not understand that America is God's crucible, the great melting-pot where all the races of Europe are melting and re-forming! Here, you stand, good folk, think I, when I see them at Ellis Island, here you stand in your fifty groups, with your fifty languages and histories, and your fifty blood hatreds and rivalries... - Melting Pot, The.
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.
Money is your means of survival. The verdict you pronounce upon the source of your livelihood is the verdict you pronounce upon your life. If the source is corrupt, you have damned your own existence. Did you get your money by fraud? By pandering to men's vices or men's stupidity? By catering to fools, in the hope of getting more than your ability deserves? By lowering your standards? By doing work you despise for purchasers your scorn? If so, then your money will not give you a moment's or a penny's worth of joy. Then all the things you buy will become, not a tribute to you, but a reproach; not an achievement, but a reminder of shame. Then you'll scream that money is evil. Evil, because it would not pinch-hit for your self-respect? Evil, because it would not let you enjoy your depravity? Is this the root of your hatred of money?
Anger may be kindled in the noblest breasts: but in these slow droppings of an unforgiving temper never takes the shape of consistency of enduring hatred.
Love blinds us to faults, but hatred blinds us to virtues.
Reject hatred without hating.
HatredâThe anger of the weak.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.
Hatred can be overcome only by love.
A nation is a society united by a delusion about it's ancestry and by common hatred of it's neighbours.
I realize that patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred toward any one.
