When the punk thing came along and I heard my friends saying, I hate these people with the pins in their ears. I said, Thank God, something got their attention.
Hate is not the opposite of love; apathy is.
Hate and force cannot be in just a part of the world without having an effect on the rest of it.
In the gay (Catholic) community, it would seem, the maxim is: love the sin and love the sinner, but hate anyone who calls it a sin or him a sinner.
As soon as the groupie finds out that you make errors in everyday life like everybody else does and that you are human, they turn on you and hate you.
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.
Never permit a dichotomy to rule your life, a dichotomy in which you hate what you do so you can have pleasure in your spare time. Look for a situation in which your work will give you as much happiness as your spare time.
The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Pick a theme and work it to exhaustion... the subject must be something you truly love or truly hate.
To fly from, need not be to hate, mankind: / All are not fit with them to stir and toil, / Nor is it discontent to keep the mind / Deep in its fountain.
A cool blooded and crafty politician, when he would be thoroughly revenged on his enemy, makes the injuries which have been inflicted, not on himself, but on others, the pretext of his attack. He thus engages the world as a partisan in his quarrel, and dignifies his private hate, by giving it the air of disinterested resentment.
I hate war for its consequences, for the lies it lives on and propagates, for the undying hatreds it arouses, for the dictatorships it puts in the place of democracies, and for the starvation that stalks after it. I hate war, and never again will I sanction or support another.
I hate war... for the dictatorships it puts in the place of democracies, and for the starvation that stalks after it.
I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.
Fiction is love and hate and agreement and conflict and common adventure, not lonely musings on have-beens and might-have-beens.
Its a hard thing to leave any deeply routine life, even if you hate it
There's only so many times you can read how ugly you are and how much people hate you.
Those who hate most fervently must have once loved deeply; those who want to deny the world must have once embraced what they now set on fire.
When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
You cannot hate other people without hating your self.
In time we hate that which we often fear.
When love is suppressed hate takes its place.
Love sees sharply, hatred sees even more sharp, but Jealousy sees the sharpest for it is love and hate at the same time.
To enjoy the things we ought, and to hate the things we ought, has the greatest bearing on excellence of character.
The heart that can no longer love passionately, must with fury hate.