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Love turns, with little indulgence, to indifference or disgust: hatred alone is immortal.
— William Hazlitt, On the Pleasure of Hating
The one thing ... that is truly ugly is the climate of hate and intimidation, created by a noisy few, which makes the decent majority reluctant to air in public their views on anything controversial. ... Where all pretend to be thinking alike, it's likely that no one is thinking at all.
— Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
What’s the point in hating something if you aren’t proactive?
— Kiersten White, Supernaturally
Hate PoemI hate you truly. Truly I do.Everything about me hates everything about you.The flick of my wrist hates you.The way I hold my pencil hates you.The sound made by my tiniest bones were they trapped in the jaws of a moray eel hates you.Each corpuscle singing in its capillary hates you.Look out! Fore! I hate you.The blue-green jewel of sock lint I’m diggingfrom under by third toenail, left foot, hates you.The history of this keychain hates you.My sigh in the background as you explain relational databaseshates you.The goldfish of my genius hates you.My aorta hates you. Also my ancestors.A closed window is both a closed window and an obvioussymbol of how I hate you.My voice curt as a hairshirt: hate.My hesitation when you invite me for a drive: hate.My pleasant “good morning”: hate.You know how when I’m sleepy I nuzzle my headunder your arm? Hate.The whites of my target-eyes articulate hate. My witpractices it.My breasts relaxing in their holster from morningto night hate you.Layers of hate, a parfait.Hours after our latest row, brandishing the sharp glee of hate,I dissect you cell by cell, so that I might hate each oneindividually and at leisure.My lungs, duplicitous twins, expand with the utter validityof my hate, which can never have enough of you,Breathlessly, like two idealists in a broken submarine.
— Julie Sheehan
Hate isn’t the opposite of love, apathy is. Hating doesn’t free you from feeling anything. You have to carry it around, using every scar, every little memory like a building block. Like a stone in a wall, until you’ve created a new person, a new life that you can live with.
— Rasmenia Massoud, Broken Abroad
The hated man is the result of his hater's pride rather than his hater's conscience.
— Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
I believe that love is better than hate. And that there is more nobility in building a chicken coop than in destroying a cathedral.
— Betty Greene
While it is better to be loved than hated, it is also far better to be hated than ignored.
— Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Sympathizer
You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.
— Jodi Picoult, Vanishing Acts
Caroline was always moody and miserable, but I liked it. I liked feeling as if she had chosen me as the only person in the world not to hate, and so we spent all this time together just ragging on everyone, you know?
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home!
— Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
When you keep hurting someone, you do one of three things. Either you fill them up with hate, and they destroy everything around them. Or you fill them up with sadness, and they destroy themselves. Or you fill them up with justice, and they try to destroy everything that's bad and cruel in this world. Me, I was the first kind of person.
— Nick Lake, In Darkness
He'll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
You know what they say," Amanda said. "Hatred isn't the opposite of love, it's just another variation of it. They both mean you have passionate feelings for someone.
— Robin Brande, Fat Cat
Please don’t hate you??!! I hate that I love you. Loving you made me waste a year of my life. Loving you made me be passionate about nothing but you. Loving you made me take risks I never would have otherwise. Loving you made me give it up to you. Loving you made me neglect my parents and Amy. Loving you made me not care that my grandma just died. Loving you made me turn out bitter and hopeless like her. Loving you made me hate myself for being dumped by you. Loving you made me deluded, irrational, inconsiderate, and a liar. And because I love you, you’re always going to hau
— Daria Snadowsky, Anatomy of a Boyfriend
At the center of non-violence stands the principle of love
— Martin Luther King Jr.
An alternative to love is not hate but patience.
— Santosh Kalwar
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!O any thing, of nothing first create!O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!This love feel I, that feel no love in this.Dost thou not laugh?
— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
But I want to be better than the lessons they taught me. I want my love to be greater that my hate, my mercy to be stronger than my vengeance.
— Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy
I´d rather have anybody´s hate than their pity
— S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders
Perhaps people hate because it's more difficult to love. It also takes more courage to do the latter.
— Primadonna Angela
But sometimes we crave the love of those we’re afraid to hate.
— Anthony Breznican, Brutal Youth
My only love sprung from my only hate.
— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath.Yes. Horrible, isn't it?
— N.K. Jemisin, The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms
I cannot hate them because nothing binds me to them
—  I have nothing in common with them.
Man can start with aversion and end with love, but if he begins with love and comes round to aversion he will never get back to love.
— Honoré de Balzac
People think we had a love-hate relationship. Well, I did not love him, nor did I hate him. We had mutual respect for each other, even as we both planned each other's murder.
— Werner Herzog
You made them hate me." Said Ender"So? What will you do about it? Crawl in a corner? Start kissing their little backsides so they'll love you again? There's only one thing that will make them stop hating you. And that's being so good at what you do that they can't ignore you. I told them you were the best. Now you damn well better be." -Graff
— Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game
To really know someone is to havelove and hated him in turn.
— Marcel Jouhandeau
Religious fanaticism and hatred are a world-devouring fire, whose violence none can quench.
— Bahá'u'lláh
I was still searching for someone to blame for my suffering. I really wanted someone to transfer my hate to, so that I could stop hating myself.
— Glenn Beck, The 7: Seven Wonders That Will Change Your Life
You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.
— Sri Chinmoy
Prisons are the temples where devils learn to prey. Every time we turn the key we twist the knife of fate, because every time we cage a man we close him in with hate.
— Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram
Let's not hate the existence of hatred.
— Toba Beta, Betelgeuse Incident: Insiden Bait Al-Jauza
I kind of hate Nick right now, too, but there's someone else higher on my list, someone I hate more than Saddam Hussein and any asshole named Bush combined, hate more than that fuckhead who canceled 'My So-Called Life' and left me with a too-small boxed DVD set that does not answer the questions whether Angela and Jordan Catalano did it, or if Patty and Graham got a divorce, or if there really was something to all that lesbian subtext between Rayanne and Sharon.
— Rachel Cohn, Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist
As Lacy waited for her turn to speak on Peter's behalf, she thought back to the first time she realized she could hate her own child.
— Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes
He loves deep... hates hard, ever'thing's that killed what he loves. All great warriors are sich men.
— Forrest Carter, The Outlaw Josey Wales
What's love if not the thing you'll do anything and everything to get back once lost? What's hate if not the thing you'll do anything and everything to get rid of once found? 
— Brian Celio
You don't bless what you love...It's when you want to love and you can't manage it. You stretch out your hands and you say God forgive me that I can't love but bless this thing anyway...We have to bless what we hate...It would be better to love, but that's not always possible.
— Graham Greene, Complete Short Stories
What we love we may also despise.
— Françoise Sagan, Dans un mois, dans un an
Probably there is nothing in human nature more resonant with charges than the flow of energy between two biologically alike bodies, one of which has lain in amniotic bliss inside the other, one of which has labored to give birth to the other. The materials are here for the deepest mutuality and the most painful estrangement.
— Adrienne Rich, Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution
I am the mother that bore you, and your sorrow is my agony; and if you don't hate her, i do'Then, mother, you make me love her more. She is unjustly treated by you, and I must make the balance even.
— Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
Hatred will never be erased! The only thing you can do... is erase the ones you hate. - Hakuryuu
— Shinobu Ohtaka
Why do people assume? If I hate you, I'll tell you. In this case, it's not hate. It's hurt. I'll lick my wounds, which only oozed because I gave a damn, and be over it before the sun rises.
— Donna Lynn Hope
Wherever love is blind, hatred can't see.
— Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity
In that shrinking moment he discovered that he had never hated anyone until now. It was a feeling as pure as love, but dispassionate and icily rational.
— Ian McEwan, Atonement
I hate myself pretty often" .She tilted her face back on the pillow, damning tears and attempting so smile at the same time. "Pretty fucking often
— Jim Lynch, The Highest Tide
Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.
— Margaret Cho
Piers is always going on about how he hated Stowe. As if that solves everything, as if to hate something means it can't have affected you. 
— John Fowles, The Collector
This story is about love, which means that it is also about hate.
— Philip José Farmer
While love shuts down areas of the brain associated with judgment and reasoning by contrast those consumed with hate have very active reasoning facilities. It takes logic to figure out how to attack your enemy.
— Randall Parker
He leant his two elbows on his knees, and his chin on his hands and remained rapt in dumb meditation. On my inquiring the subject of his thoughts, he answered gravely 'I'm trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back. I don't care how long I wait, if I can only do it at last. I hope he will not die before I do!''For shame, Heathcliff!' said I. 'It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.''No, God won’t have the satisfaction that I shall,' he returned. 'I only wish I knew the best way! Let me alone, and I'll plan it out: while I'm thinking of that I don't feel pain.
— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
We passed from laughter to terror which, like love and hate, are close relatives.
— Lise Deharme
Cannot you conceive that another man may wish well to the world and struggle for its good on some other plan than precisely that which you have laid down?
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
A Manhattan lawyer who describes himself as "America`s leading expert on the militia movement" writes that he hugged his three-year-old kid the night of the Oklahoma City bombing. He told junior that it happened "because they hated too much"For now, let`s accept the premise that one hundred sixty-eight humans died in Oklahoma City because people "hated too much"Now answer these questions if you would be so kind: did a federal sniper shoot Vicki Weaver in the face because he hated too much? Did our government conduct the Tuskegee with syphilis on black soldiers because it hated too much? 
— Jim Goad, The Redneck Manifesto: How Hillbillies, Hicks, and White Trash Became America's Scapegoats
I could never hate you as much as I love you.
— Rachel Van Dyken, Elicit
There was a time when I thought I loved my first wife more than life itself. But now I hate her guts. I do. How do you explain that? What happened to that love? What happened to it, is what I'd like to know. I wish someone could tell me.
— Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
Go away. I hate everyone right now, and I'm pretty sure that includes you.
— Jill Shalvis
Poor people never, or hardly ever, ask for an explanation of all they have to put up with. They hate one another, and content themselves with that.
— Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
She hated him and loved him, longed for him and loathed him, and cursed herself for feeling anything at all
— Rick Yancey, The Isle of Blood
Even now, Dickon was upstairs, writing sonnets to his new love, while back at Seadown House, Marianne was writing 'Ella' on scraps of paper and then burning them.
— Jessica Day George, Princess of Glass
I love fake people provided they are mannequins.
— Pushpa Rana, Just the Way I Feel
Remember that there's a time to hate and a time to heal.
— Gayle Roper, Shadows on the Sand
Love or hatred calls for self-surrender. He cuts a fine figure, the warm-blooded, prosperous man, solidly entrenched in his well-being, who one fine day surrenders all to love—or to hatred; himself, his house, his land, his memories.
— Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit and Three Other Plays
Hate and love are reciprocal passions.
— Gabriel García Márquez
This is what you know about someone you have to hate: he charges you with his crime and castigates himself in you.
— Philip Roth, The Anatomy Lesson
There’s hardly anybody who doesn’t hate somebody now, and nobody at all whom somebody doesn’t hate.
— Jonathan Franzen, Farther Away
Hate born from too many tears and too little Love
— Fred Rosen
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was ever there. If you had hate, then you could see suffering—and cause it—and feel nothing except perhaps a sordid vindication.
— Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
I simply hate the people who have no good words for anyone, who is impolite & who don't respect anyone.
— Prathima Bhandary
To hate everything is to be wounded by everything.
— Marty Rubin
Whenever I happen to be in a city of any size, I marvel that riots do not break out everyday: Massacres, unspeakable carnage, a doomsday chaos. How can so many human beings coexist in a space so confined without hating each other to death?
— Emil M. Cioran
And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate.
— Gustave Flaubert, Sentimental Education
Do they hate the idea of her, because she's different from them, and that in this difference there might be some sort of inferiority or superiority that is hers or theirs, that in the end threatens the potential happiness of everyone?
— Steven Galloway, The Cellist of Sarajevo
Tricks ripped and you tripped, tricked yourself by falling slowly.I’m the winner in this game,unable to stoop to your level of shame.Unwilling to reply to your words of ache.
— Coco J. Ginger
We always hate people who surprise our secrets…
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars
Why should one hate you when you were so small? Could you be worth hating?
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars
I love you because we hate the same stuff
— Morley
I think the people from Mississippi ought to come to Chicago to learn how to hate." Martin Luther King, Jr. after the violent reception he received in Chicago in 1966.
— Rick Perlstein, Nixonland: The Rise of a President and the Fracturing of America
I need to learn to stay away from those who want to steal my heart and replace it with steel.
— Maria Nieves
Being with you is like standing next to the sun. It's so hot you die if you don't move.
— Mo
But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.
— Terry Pratchett, Maskerade
If only it were that easy to let go of hate. Just relax your face.
— Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters
Outcasts, callused from being in exile for too long, learn to thrive on being the hated; the attention and infamy of our actions fuel us to become antiheroes. Too often do we forget: we risk self-destruction if we fail to follow what we know is right; our talents too often become misplaced, misdirected, misguided from what could have been something wonderful.
— Mike  Norton, Fighting For Redemption
love needs too much help, he said.hate takes care of itself.
— Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit
Stories start in all sorts of places. Where they begin often tells the reader of what to expect as they progress. Castles often lead to dragons, country estates to deeds of deepest love (or of hate), and ambiguously presented settings usually lead to equally as ambiguous characters and plot, leaving a reader with an ambiguous feeling of disappointment. That's one of the worst kinds.
— Rebecca McKinsey, Sydney West
To my way of thinking, the slavery issue is just an excuse to allow some people to do hateful things and feel righteous about it.
— Joan Lowery Nixon, A Dangerous Promise
His moods changed minute to minute, and Jan could change him quicker than anyone. The more he loved her the more mixed up he got. He was such a beautiful man, but so unstable.
— David Ritz, Divided Soul: The Life Of Marvin Gaye
Simon Glass was easy to hate. I never knew exactly why, there was just too much to pick from. I guess, really, we each hated him for a different reason, but we didn't realize it until the day we killed him.
— Gail Giles, Shattering Glass
The thing is, I don't even hate cops. To tell you the truth, I actually feel a little sorry for them.
— Markus Zusak, Fighting Ruben Wolfe
Ruthie started to cry at Julia's use of the word "hate," though Ruthie knew it was true, accurate. For a long time now it had been easier just to hate her sister. Easier to try to define the relationship with that simple emotion than to live with the conflicting set of feelings Julia brought forth.
— Susan Rebecca White, A Soft Place to Land
You cannot hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.
— Jodi Picoult, Vanishing Acts
Something had lubricated us. Something had washed us clean. I understood, and at the same minute I understood that that they all understood, too. Hate had passed away, and in its place was the other word that's just as big. ("Golden Baby")
— Alice Brown
Hate is a strong emotion. Much more stronger than indifference. But those who burn with hate can also love just as intensely.
— Morgan Rhodes, Falling Kingdoms
Liberty will always triumph over fear and fundamentalism. Our desire to be free is greater than their desire to terrorise and our capacity to love far exceeds their capacity to hate.
— David Alejandro Fearnhead
Hate was such a waste of human resources. So little was accomplished with hate, so much more with love.
— Haley Walsh, Foxe Tail
The more I lived with Jan, the more I loved her, the more I made her miserable. It was a vicious cycle (page 209)……The more I loved her the more I hated her. And the more she loved me, the more I harmed myself (page 269).
— Marvin Gaye
I love you Tory. I know I say it a lot, but...""I know baby. I feel the same way about you. Those words never convey what goes through my mind and heart every time I look up and see you sitting in my house. Funny thign is, I always thought my house was full and that there was nothing missing in my life. I had a job I loved. Family who loved me. Good friends to keep me sane. Everything a human could want. And t hen I met an infuriating, impossible man who added the one thing I didn't know wasn't there.""Dirty socks on the floor?"She laughed. "No, the other part of my heart. The last face I see before I go to sleep and the first one I see when I get up. I'm so glad it was you." Those words both thrilled and scared him. Mostly because he knew firsthand that if love went untended it turned into profound hatred. --Tory and Acheron
— Sherrilyn Kenyon, Retribution
...and it strikes her, as she walks, that borders, like hatred, are exaggerated precisely because otherwise they would cease to exist altogether. 
— Colum McCann, Zoli
Love is both wondrous and yet full of peril. Love is a gateway through which hatred - disguised and unrecognized - can pass.
— David Gemmell, Dark Moon
Like light and shadow, love and hate were inseparable. One could not exist without the other.
— David Gemmell, Dark Moon
She hated herself more than she could express.
— Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
If she could hate this much she sure as hell had loved.
— Shannon Celebi, Papa Was A Gypsy
Love humiliates you, hatred cradles you.
— Janet Fitch, White Oleander
For maybe the first time he could remember, he was very seriously thinking about how to best kill someone he’d never even seen.
— Yukako Kabei, Kieli, Volume 6: The Sunlit Garden Where It Began, Part 2
If a person's mind is controlled by forces of revenge and jealousy, it cannot express love & sympathy. And even if they show love and sympathy to others it will yield no good result. The thought will not be reflected in love but in hate.
— Virchand Gandhi
Ahh the 90's I hated ye when I was in it, but I love it now that it's gone...
— Allison B. Levine
I love fools who don't know they are fools but hate fools that know they are.
— Hmedon
Gandiji says where there is love there is life. We can also say where there is hate there is hell!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Richard Wright, a Mississippi-born negro, has written a blinding and corrosive study in hate. It is a novel entitled "Native Son".
— David L. Cohn
Why, she wondered, do we always reserve our worst hatred for our own?
— Donna Woolfolk Cross, Pope Joan
Treacherous people do not last only memories of their treason last.So will it last with emotions mixed, of love and hate for treacherous ones.
— Amit Abraham
Jonathan Swift made a soul for the gentlemen of this city by hating his neighbor as himself.
— W.B. Yeats, Selected Poems and Four Plays
Simon hated her for that. Perhaps it was automatic. Her appearance alone made her different from him, and human beings had always feared and hated anyone who was different. Two thousand years of history saw it being repeated over and over, the perpetual struggle of one race, or tribe, or creed, against another... each one thinking they were right, superior, morally justified, or chosen by God. Simon saw himself as normal, Laura as abnormal.
— Louise Lawrence, Children of the Dust
Never so sure our rapture to createAs when it touch'd the brink of all we hate.
— William Hazlitt
…hate's got to be a disease with me.
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars
His hatred for her was now as solid as the boards he lay on, as the stones ringing the firepit.
— Stephen M. Irwin, The Dead Path
This cavern is below all, and the enemy of all; it is hatred, without exception.
— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Don't hate the game, hate the player... the player should have known better than to play the game in the first place.
— Nyki Mack
If God is not the reason, I have no reason! If Jesus Christ is not my friend, I have no friend!
— Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
I am a physician, and as a consequence I see things most clearly in medical terms. I am arguing that we need an immunization program, one that injects people with respect, dignity, and equality. One that inoculates them against hatred.
— Izzeldin Abuelaish, I Shall Not Hate: A Gaza Doctor's Journey on the Road to Peace and Human Dignity
I hate Bangladesh, because it tortures my motherland.
— Shobuj Taposh
Being hated isn't easy, you know. You just cannot falter meeting their expectations.
— Aniruddha Sastikar
I once listened to a woman describe a group of men marching toward her house with sticks lit afire, screaming things like 'git the nigger' and 'kill the nigger bitch.' Those tiki torches weren't about protest. They were about a statement. It said, 'We're still here because we never left.
— Janelle Gray
In 2015, the writer Alex Blank Millard engaged in her own gender-swap experiment to highlight the misogynist nature of online abuse. Sick of constantly receiving rape threats from ‘faceless eggs’ online, she changed her Twitter profile photo to that of a white man – but kept the content she posted the same. When Millard tweeted about rape culture, fat shaming, and systemic oppression as Lady Alex, the standard response was a deluge of rape and death threats, and a bunch of guys calling her fat. When she commented on the same things as Straight- and Cis-Looking White Dude Alex, she was retweeted, favourited, and even cited by Buzzfeed (Millard, 2015).
— Emma A. Jane, Misogyny Online: A Short (and Brutish) History
I hate looking at you sometimes. Looking into the eyes of a woman that holds so many secrets, so much pain, so many regrets. On the surface, you seem so normal - as if life has been kind to you. But your eyes. - your eyes reveal a different story. Your eyes reveal...
— N'Zuri Za Austin, Fragments of a Reflection
I hate looking at you sometimes. Looking into the eyes of a woman that holds so many secrets, so much pain, so many regrets. On the surface, you seem so normal - as if life has been kind to you. But your eyes - your eyes reveal a different story. Your eyes reveal...
— N'Zuri Za Austin, Fragments of a Reflection
Club Hate' does not admit fine people to it's membership.
— T.F. Hodge, From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph Over Death and Conscious Encounters with "The Divine Presence"
On Lou's lips a trace of pinot and out of them poured tales of acts of viciousness worthy of the great Lucifer himself, stories told through the night, the tortures, the beatings, the broken bones, every school has its Tigellinus, but his had more than one and each with followers, all-American boys who delighted in discovering how much pain a soul could withstand, two suicide attempts and all his parents and school could do was try to make Lou change his behavior, his behavior, his behavior, his, his, his, to modify his being just a bit. It gets better, Doc, fucking gets better, no one dared suggest that maybe the family and the school should change, or heaven forbid, that it was the all-Americans who should be modifying their beings, no, the homo should grin and bear it dumbly...
— Rabih Alameddine, The Angel of History
I hate comedy... Yo...-yo bitch.
— Deyth Banger, All As None and More
Anytime you think you hate somebody, what you do is pray for them. Try it, you’ll see.
— Lucia Berlin, A Manual for Cleaning Women: Selected Stories
The physics of gravity was not reserved only for large celestial objects to efficiently exert.
— Gayendra Abeywardane, Crocodile Chamber
you struggle with the notion that you can love a person you hate, or hate a person you love. It’s a strange feeling. You want to live in a world where someone is good or bad, where you either hate them or love them, but that’s not how people are.
— Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories From a South African Childhood
Bigotry that is known and visible is bigotry that can be challenged.
— DaShanne Stokes
If you defend free speech for bigots but not to combat bigotry, then you believe in bigotry, not free speech.
— DaShanne Stokes
Privilege is when your voice is the norm but still you claim to be unheard.
— DaShanne Stokes
Cheating, betraying its easy, changing partner like clothes its easy that's why people run there.Honesty is so difficult ,only people with power of self respect Do it.
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
I tried to be good to Judith, I tried to be kind and loving, but our hatred kept coming between us.
— Robert Silverberg, Dying Inside
It is easy to hate but divine to love.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
I have yet to figure out a better way to combat hate than to love harder.
— Scott Stabile
You hide it well, but I can see it, Lord Verniers. You hate us. We have beaten you to obedience but it's still there, like dry tinder waiting for a spark.
— Anthony  Ryan, Tower Lord
Hate is only misdirected energy: it gets you nowhere.
— Marty Rubin
The only thing I fear is a world where injustice stands and hate possesses our hearts.
— Robert Vanleeuwen
Bigots often like to say they're the ones being hurt as they oppress and hurt others. Never fall for the 'pity the privileged' routine.
— DaShanne Stokes
Sometimes the universe works in a really weird way. You hate the people who love you, and you love the people who just aren't really that into you. And then there are those who love you as you love them, but fate just decides that you're not meant to be.
— Altruistic, Philanthropy
Even from high above, I could feel Amanda's hate. Or perhaps it was another dimension of my Shadow, my own hate for her closing in on me. Despite all I had learned and seen, I wished to God someone would choke her to death so I could get ahold of her and choke her some more.
— Christopher Pike, Remember Me
Hate is a self-destructive illness.
— Joan Ambu
If you never assume the truth, you'll never be shackled by a lie.
— Robert Vanleeuwen
I can’t hate you. We’re too connected. I can’t hate you without hating me.
— Kitty Thomas, The Last Girl
I don't hate anybody," Tobias said calmly. "It's strange, but right now, I don't even hate the Yeerks. It's like, they're trying to survive. And we're trying to survive. I'm not really sure why it has to be an either-or thing.
— K. A. Applegate
You can forget how to hate, but you can never forget how to love.
— Scott Stabile
Whoever hates, harm.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
You go above and beyond them: but the higher you climb, the smaller you appear to the eye of envy. And he who flies is hated most of all.
— Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Haters are your most dedicated fans: ordinary fans can be disappointed in you or can get tired of you etc. but haters never.
— Bryanna Reid
It takes all of this technology to come up here and understand the simplicity of things. From here, it’s really difficult to understand borders, wars, and hate.
— Thomas Pesquet (French astronaut)
Hatred is prevalent on this earth because it requires no real effort, unlike the investment it takes to genuinely understand a person.
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons
I would rather die than hate.
— Catherine Jones Payne, Breakwater
Love me!Hate me!I don't care which because either way,you're still talking about me!
— Anthony T. Hincks
People always seem to band together in accordance to a principle that has nothing to do with love, a principle that releases them from personal responsibility. (p. 81)
— James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time
Today I was rejected......I hate being rejected... SAYYYYYYYYYY MY FUCKING NAME "Bill".
— Deyth Banger, Notes Of A Dead Man Sequel
Real love does not hurt, but the rotten lies about love can cause you to hate love.
— Gift Gugu Mona
Don't think you are special only because I hate you. I hate everybody.
— Mario Fingarov
He knew in that moment that falling in love with her would destroy him, and so he decided at once that he would do his damnedest to despise her.
— Ash Gray, The Suns of Anarchy
If i start hate her, just because of this that she betrayed me ,Then i will betray to my Love.
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
Hate and envy are like a bomb that cannot destroy anything without first destroying itself.
— Magnus Nwagu Amudi
The energy contained in hatred is destructive, the energy contained in love is constructive.
— R.A.Delmonico
All verbal spats have silent winners.
— Talees Rizvi
You think good people can't hate?" she asked. "You think good people don't kill?"[...}"Good people do all the things bad people do, Lazlo. It's just that when they do them, they call it justice.
— Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
People think that I'm a nice guy.The truth is that I'm so nasty that I don't allow anyone else to hate me, except myself.
— Anthony T. Hincks
Over the obsidian hills and the sunken yellow dale, through the vast oceans of fog and the fires of nevermore, sits the fickle doors of the land of twilight. I will traverse it all, and execute righteous judgment on all that oppose me.
— H.S. Crow, Lunora and the Monster King
Sometimes, lies were the same things as wishes. Sometimes, wishes were things to hate.
— Shannon A. Thompson, July Lightning
If you hate it... you close it!If you can't do it... you don't do it...!...Don't try from shit to make gold!
— Deyth Banger
You can always tell who a writer subconsciously/consciously dislikes/hates/discriminates against in real life based on who they don't write about more than who they do.
— Ash Gray
Don't hate me for being different.Just be thankful I'm not you.
— Anthony T. Hincks
Life without caution is like a car without brake.
— Bamigboye Olurotimi
If you love your country, you must be willing to defend it from fraud, bigotry, and recklessness--even from a president.
— DaShanne Stokes
Trump didn't divide America. He just doused us with gasoline and fanned the flames.
— DaShanne Stokes
Building bridges takes us further than building walls.
— DaShanne Stokes
It's a scary world we live in when a person of color endorses a racist for president.
— DaShanne Stokes
Discrimination is discrimination, even when people claim it's 'tradition.
— DaShanne Stokes
Calling for an end to hate shouldn't be treated as a punishable offense.
— DaShanne Stokes
Someone made a grievous mistake when summer was created
—  no novitiate or god in their right mind would make a season akin to hell on purpose. Someone should be fired.
Oh, my darling, why is it that love makes me hate the world? It's supposed to have quite the opposite effect. I feel as though all mankind, and God, too, were in a conspiracy against us.
— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder
You have to hate them, you mean? You can’t decide: I will or I won’t hate them?”Amar did not completely understand. “But I hate them now,” he explained. “The day Allah wants me to stop hating them, He’ll change my heart.”The man was smiling, as if to himself. “If the world’s really like that, it’s very easy to be in it,” he said.“It will never be easy to be in the world,” Amar said firmly. “Er tabi mabrhach. God doesn’t want it easy.
— Paul Bowles, The Spider's House
The Bloody-Nine opened his mouth, and shrieked out all of his bottomless love and his endless hate in one long wail.
— Joe Abercrombie, Last Argument of Kings
Have you ever had one of those moments when the world around you comes to a crashing halt? When your heart beats so loudly that it drowns out every other sound? When the universe collapses to a single, solitary, radiant point of energy? This was one of those moments for me. The last time I heard the name Sandra Flax, Clinton was still screwing that ugly chick from Arkansas." The squirrel cocked his head to the side. "Not Hillary, the other one, before the chubby kid." The squirrel still looked confused. "Fine! It was 1989. Anyway, the sound of Sandra's name sent shivers down my spine and reawakened a hatred so venomous, at one time I thought it would be my undoing.
— Blayne Cooper, The Story of Me
We live in a world with an ever-growing population. Personal space these days is at a premium. Physically, we are practically tripping over our fellow man. Mentally and spiritually, the divide among us seems to widen.
— Carlos Wallace, The Other 99 T.Y.M.E.S: Train Your Mind to Enjoy Serenity
Have you shat, my child, I said gently.
— Samuel Beckett, Molloy
Love has no opposite.Hate, fear, are not love’s opposites;they are its denial.
— Ivan M. Granger
What does religious freedom mean if we would use it as a cover for hate and privilege?
— DaShanne Stokes
Ugly doesn't have a color. It lives among selfishness and hate
— Ginger Scott, The Hard Count
The Fuhrer himself was the target of the fourth leaflet: "Every word that comes from Hitler's mouth is a lie. When he says peace, he means war, and when he blasphemously uses the name of the Almighty, he means the power of evil, the fallen angel, Satan. His mouth is the foul-smelling maw of Hell, and his might is at bottom accursed." This leaflet ended with the words "We will not be silent. We are your bad conscience. The White Rose will not leave you in peace.
— Russell Freedman, We Will Not Be Silent: The White Rose Student Resistance Movement That Defied Adolf Hitler
To love those who hate us is to refuse to borrow their hatred.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
Hate feeds on itself, while love will always find itself fed.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
Hate is a cancer on one’s soul.
— Frank Sonnenberg, Follow Your Conscience: Make a Difference in Your Life & in the Lives of Others
It's terrifying to think you could become the next statistic.
— DaShanne Stokes
you can't have her. though you know she loves youand you would not be far from her . will be always empty without her at your side
— litymunshi
your trouble is you. you came and get to know the facts ,which were not for you .now till end you will claim your share in to the story ,will remain as outsider
— litymunshi
You want to live in a world where someone is good or bad. Where you either hate them or love them. But that's not how people are.
— Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories From a South African Childhood
It is funny how the things we hate are the things we miss most when they are gone
— Erin Bowman, Vengeance Road
Let them go, Caine,” Diana pleaded.“Why, Diana? Why do you betray me?”“Betray you?” Diana laughed. “Betray you? I’ve been with you every day, every hour, from the start of this nightmare!”Caine looked at her. “But you hate me, anyway.”“No, you sick, stupid creep, I love you. I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. You’re sick inside, Caine, sick! But I love you.
— Michael  Grant, Lies
A woman's love for a man is ha;f animal passion and half hate. The more a woman loves a man, the more she hates him. If a man is worth having, he must be a woman's superior; if he is her superior, part of her must hate him. It is only in beauty we surpass you, and it is therefore no wonder that we worship beauty above all else.
— Jed Rubenfeld, The Interpretation of Murder
What would you do without me?” he asked one night. We were tangled in the silky sheets of his gigantic bed. My heart was still pounding as I came down from the high of what we’d just done, and he wasn’t helping matters by putting his lips so close to my ear.“Live a happy… happy life,” I murmured. “I might even… be an optimist… if you weren’t around.”“Liar.” He bit my earlobe playfully. “You’d be absolutely miserable. Admit it, Duffy. I’m the wind beneath your wings.”I bit my lip, but I still couldn’t hold back the laughter-and just as I was finally catching my breath, too. “You just referenced Bette Midler… in bed. I’m starting to question your sexuality, Wesley.”Wesley looked at me with a defiant glint in his eye. “Oh, really?” He grinned before moving his mouth back to my ear and whispering, “We both know that my manhood has never been in question… I think you’re just changing the subject because you know it’s true. I’m the light of your life.”“You…” I struggled for words as Wesley pressed his mouth into the crook of my neck. The tip of his tongue moved down to my shoulder and made my brain get all fuzzy. How was I supposed to argue under these conditions? “You wish. I’m just using you, remember?”His laughter was muffled against my skin. “That’s amusing,” he said, his lips still grazing my collarbone. “Because I’m pretty sure your ex is out of town by now.” One of his hands slid between my knees. “Yet you’re still here, aren’t you?” His fingers began gliding up and down my inner thigh, making it difficult for me to think of a retort. He seemed to like this, because he laughed again. “I don’t think you hate me, Duffy. I think you like me a lot.
— Kody Keplinger, The DUFF: Designated Ugly Fat Friend
For the person who tortured me in jail. For the person who tortured the many of my followers and killed them in jail, and the many other greater leaders than me and their followers in jail, and for the men who jailed my supporters, I pray. I don’t hate them. I love them as much as I love my closest loved ones, and I pray for their guidance. My loves, you be this way too. It doesn’t help to hate. If you hate, you pollute your own soul … Words cannot express how much I wish the best for you. My foremost ambition for you is that you have hearts full of light, thoughtfulness of God, and goodness, so much so that the devil has no space to get into your hearts. I want you to be happy with yourselves, and for other people to be happy with you, when you leave this life … May you be so good that rain of mercy falls onto you. May this brother (Ahmad), that is so unworthy of your love, also be so lucky.
— Ahmad Moftizadeh
Love is a better way.
— John Lewis
Why waste time for a love partner, while you've already wasted a lot of time for your self.
— D.DelaTorre
ot everyone liked Albert. Not everyone was happy that he had become the most important person around. Lots of people were jealous that Albert had a girl to clean his house and the porcelain basin where he did his business at night when he didn’t want to go outside to the only actual outhouse in Per-dido Beach. And that he could afford to send his clothes to be washed in the fresh water of the ironically named Lake Evian.And there were definitely people who didn’t like working for Albert, having to do what he said or go hungry.Albert traveled with a bodyguard now. The bodyguard’s name was Jamal. Jamal carried an automatic rifle over his shoulder. He had a massive hunting knife in his belt. And a club that was an oak chair leg with spikes driven through it to make a sort of mace.Unlike everyone else Albert carried no weapon himself. Jamal was weapon enough.
— Michael  Grant, Plague
You know those giant stuffed-animal prizes at the carnival? The kind practically nobody wins, except the lucky few? I've never won one.""Yeah. I've never won one, either.""Alex was my giant prize. I hated you for taking him away," she admits.I shrug. "Yeah, well, stop hating me. I don't have him, either.""I don't hate you anymore," she says. "I've moved on."I swallow and then say, "Me, too."Carmen chuckles. Then, just as she walks out of the room, I hear her mumble, "Alex sure as hell hasn't.
— Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry
The paradox of love is that its ultimate end is its opposite — hate. The paradox of hate is that its ultimate end is its opposite — love. Make deep hate inhabit any woman’s heart, and she can love one day. Make deep love inhabit any woman’s heart, and she can kill you one day.
— Elmar Hussein
I loved him in a way I doubt I will ever love another man, and I know that because I’ve hated him more than I’ve ever hated anyone before. Hate is a product of failed love only when you can’t find it in you to let go. And you know what? I fucking hate him because I love him.
— Stevie J. Cole, Exrated
Hate is like cancer, separate from the normal cells, devouring and not being nourished, annihilating itself along with everything it attacks.
— Madeleine L'Engle, Bright Evening Star: Mystery of the Incarnation
If any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he cannot be my disciple.
— Anonymous, Holy Bible: King James Version
I’m afraid you cannot leave,' said Zarniwoop, 'you are entwined in the Improbability Field. You cannot escape.' He smiled the smile that Zaphod had wanted to hit and this time Zaphod hit it.
— Douglas Adams
On behalf of Soumya..-Zainab Zubair MalolYou can love meYou can hate meYou can take meYou can break meSimply cos I'm a girlAnd you're not.You're not richNeither am I But you wonAnd I became none!Simply cos I'm a girlAnd you're not.You've now become a heroAnd I've come to such a zeroBut little do you knowThat your winning is as short as a drop of snow...
— bintmalol
On behalf of Soumya..You can love meYou can hate meYou can take meYou can break meSimply cos I'm a girlAnd you're not.You're not richNeither am I But you wonAnd I became none!Simply cos I'm a girlAnd you're not.You've now become a heroAnd I've come to such a zeroBut little do you knowThat your winning is as short as a drop of snow...
— bintmalol
Some people love me for being odd, and some want to kill me for the same reason
— Hilal Hamdaan
We fill too many gutters while we argue unimportant points and confuse issues.
— John Howard Griffin, Black Like Me
There's a thin line between love and hate. Maybe in his mind he's doing the right thing.
— Kayla Krantz, Alive at Sunset
Fear will hunt you down right to the very depth of your soul
— Aireen Pontillo
Truth be told, are you ready to defend yourself?
— Aireen Pontillo
In hate feeling there is a more or less subtle estimation component.You do not hate those who take advantage or prevails over someone who is incapable or weak (albeit temporarily), you can at most despise them.
— Luigina Sgarro
Find Sam Temple. Tell him you escaped.”Jack gulped and bobbed his head.“Better yet, find that girl, Astrid.” Diana recovered some of her mocking attitude. “Astrid the Genius. She’ll be desperate to save Sam.”“Okay. Okay.” He steeled himself. “I better go.”Diana touched his arm. “Tell them about Andrew.”Jack froze with his hand on the key. “That’s what you want me to do?”“Jack, if Sam blinks out, Drake will turn on me, and Caine won’t be able to stop him. Drake is stronger than before. I need Sam alive. I need someone for Drake to hate. I need balance. Tell Sam about the temptation. Warn him that he’ll be tempted to surrender to the big jump, but maybe, maybe, if he says no…” She sighed. It was not a hopeful sound. “Now: go.
— Michael Grant, Gone
The enemy of love is not hate it is apathy.
— R. A. Delmonico
Are we taking the Subaru?”“No. We’ll run.”Running is not part of my plan. Stopping right here is my plan.“I’m not actually supposed to run,” I try to say. “The arm and everything.”“I’m sorry about your arm.”“Really?”He swoops me up as if I weigh nothing, leans me against his chest, and carries me the way grooms are supposed to carry brides over thresholds. He is cold now, away from the fire. He smells of mushrooms. “Are you afraid of heights?”He keeps my good arm against him, and doesn’t even jostle my cast arm. It’s smooth and quick and I don’t have time to ...He sets me down on the rolling ground in a large clearing in the middle of tall pine trees. My breath whooshes out like I’d been holding it.“Oh, that was amazing,” I say before I realize it.“You’re glowing. I thought you hated me.”“I do. But flying? I don’t hate flying. I read this book once where—”“You read?”“Yeah.”“Good. I like philosophy myself. It’s good to have a daughter who reads.”I swallow, shift my weight on my feet. They won’t be able to follow us here; we left no tracks. I can’t believe we flew. “Can all pixies fly? Because I was totally unprepared for that. I mean, I didn’t read that.”“Only ones with royal blood. You can.
— Carrie Jones, Need