Hate Quotes - Page 25

It began with a hello, and ended in hell.

There is no beauty in sadness. No honor in suffering. No growth in fear. No relief in hate. It’s just a waste of perfectly good happiness.

Don't become a random photograph in the eyes of friends, and even your enemies, for each glance at your face will cause a declination of value and reputation. Create value, through scarcity.

When you were in love, you knew no fear or hatred. When you were fearful, there was no possibility of love or hate. And when there was hate, there was only hate.

She knew with painful certainty that the opposite of love was not hate, but indifference.

Fear can't be reasoned with. Neither can hate. They're like love. They're almost identical emotions. That's why Ares and Aphrodite like each other. Their twin sons - Fear and Panic - were spawned from both war and love.' 'But I don't...this doesn't make sense.''No,' Piper agreed. 'Stop thinking about it. Just feel.''I hate that.''I know. You can't plan for feelings. Like with Percy, and your future - you can't control every contingency. You have to accept that. Let it scare you. Trust that it'll be okay anyway.

Don't let this consume you. Try not to blame me. Don't live in hate. Or grief. Just live.

I met a woman who told me she wasn't attracted to Asians. No worries, I said. I'm not attracted to racists.

The only way to be content in life is to make sure your NEED don't become GREED.

Hatred must be a hard thing to learn.

Bigotry that is known and visible is bigotry that can be challenged.

So much anger in here. So much hate. So much to take out on someone. This time it's going to count. She's adrift in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, three hundred kilometers from land. She's alone. She has nothing to eat. It doesn't matter. None of it matters. She's alive; that alone gives her the upper hand.

Gilbert?"Some days I hate all those who know my name.

It is much more enjoyable to love success than to hate failure.

I have a beautiful collection of knifes but not mine.these are deposit belongs to those who forgot in my back

I told her I hated normal people and the land of the fucking free and the home of the asshole brave, and I hated God and George and all and everything.

She wanted to get at the hate of them all, to pry at it and work at it until she found a little chink, and then pull out a pebble or a stone or a brick and then a part of the wall, and, once started, the whole edifice might roar down and be done away with.

I didn't know it was possible to simultaneously hate and ache for someone.

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.

Beneath the water, I can know her. She was fierce, uncompromising. When she loved, she loved deeply, passionately. She loved the blue-eyed water god. She owned him. His heart.But then she felt betrayal, she hated, and she was feared.Hate gave her power.

I respect people who hate me honestly.

All Life Is A Fucking Shit Where People Whom You Meet Make ItA Bullshit

There is no absolute hate or evil. On the contrary hate or evil are always intimately blended with love and goodness. What causes more hate and evil is paradoxically what tends to be done in the name of love and goodness. Hence, in order to reduce hate and evil we need to be aware of love and goodness, rather than hate and evil.

George was full of hatred. Of his own weakness and stupidity, of his magic, of the stubbornness and the pride of Beatrice and Marit, and, last of all, hatred of Dr. Gharn, who had started it all.But the hatred swayed to pity. Then to hopelessness. Then back to anger.Every once in a great while, he felt a moment of peace, usually when he caught a glimpse of Beatrice and Marit together. He loved them both in different ways. But that could not be.He turned away, and the cycle began again.

Man's devilish thoughts is the devil and the devil is man.

One trouble with being efficient is that it makes everybody hate you so.

Are we not all flung into the world for no other purpose than to hate each other, and so to torture ourselves and one another?

God stipulates in the Bible that Jesus Followers are to love and serve everyone regardless of their faith or lack of it. But, this does not require us to honour and respect their Biblically-heinous cultural practises like multiculturalism does!

It is so easy at times for a lonely individual to begin fantasizing about what the people outside are saying about him and, in result, irrationally and fearfully, and sometimes angrily, fancy himself a villain.

and so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.

My parents taught me never to judge others based on whom they love, what color their skin is, or their religion. Why make life miserable for someone when you could be using your energy for good? We don’t need to share the same opinions as others, but we need to be respectful. When you hear people making hateful comments, stand up to them. Point out what a waste it is to hate, and you could open their eyes.

Some kinds of misery make you hate the world, but some kinds make you hate yourself, and--butter and cheese not withstanding--Neve had no question that Spear was the latter.

The way he looks at me makes me ache, but it isn’t fair. He hurt me first. He caused this ache from the start. This inside out, churning pain that feels mental and physical now.I fiddle with my hands, peering up at him again, and all I can think is, God, I wish he’d stop staring at me like that.

Remember that there's a time to hate and a time to heal.

What's wrong with people is people. There's no cure for that.

Hate was the blazing beauty that consumed the world in its flames. Love could never consume anything but the heart of a fool.

Sometimes, lies were the same things as wishes. Sometimes, wishes were things to hate.

I have one problem, I don’t hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.

Hate cannot live alone. It must have love as a trigger, a goad or a stimulant

Love is an immortal lie!

She had said: 'You could not hate anyone that much -' She was mistaken. What did she know? She felt so good right now, this must be hate, what else could it be?("Mind Over Murder")

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.

It's easier to fall back into the same old patterns of hate and retribution, because at least then we're doing something.

The only unreachable dream is the one you don’t reach for.

Patience is all we have in a land where time is obsolete. I press on, armored stranger. I am not deceiving you. The willows have always grown silent in my wake. I see and feel your ailing mind and it worries me. The night that follows you grows stronger. You still have time to change.

You can’t be a self-leader if you are an enemy to yourself. Stop the hatred and love yourself.

Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.

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).

Only Boiled Seeds are afraid of failure.

But what is it that drives haters crazy with rage? Many times, it's being ignored. To a person with pride, being ignored is often worse than out-and-out hate; it's that much more of an insult, that you're not even worth noticing.

Don't risk your life for those that doesn't love your life, lest you end up in regrets if not death.

You don’t see someone flying and you begin to bite yourself for not being able to do that. You do what you can.

If you love your country, you must be willing to defend it from fraud, bigotry, and recklessness--even from a president.

Why does a person spend money on a stamp to spout bile at a stranger?

When there was a choice between love of a woman and hate of a man, her mind could cherish only one emotion, for her love might be a subject for laughter, but no one ever had ever mocked her hatred.

Mary Fisher lives in a High Tower, on the edge of the sea: she writes a great deal about the nature of love. She tells lies.

As long as you draw breath anywhere -here or ten thousands miles from here- I will love you. I can't help loving you, so I choose to hate you...to make my love bearable.

We Destroy Because We HateWe Hate Because We FearWe Fear Because We Don’t UnderstandWe Don’t Understand Because We Won’t LearnIlluminate your mind & Educate yourself!

Self-observation is simply the observation of an internal state and an external event. It is pure awareness, which gives one the ability to choose one's actions. Only by having the choice can one perform what is right.

We live in a society and a culture and an economic model that tries to make everything look right. Look at computers. Why are they all putty-colored or off-fucking-white? You make something off-white or beige because you are afraid to use any other color – because you don’t want to offend anybody. But by definition, when you make something no one hates, no one loves it. So I am interested in imperfections, quirkiness, insanity, unpredictability. That’s what we really pay attention to anyway. We don’t talk about planes flying; we talk about them crashing.