In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Love and hate have a magical transforming power. They are the great soul changers. We grow through their exercise into the likeness of what we contemplate.
Hatred observes with more care than love does.
You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.
Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule.
Oftentimes we love the thing we hate and vice versa.
Hatred is the air I breathe. It permeates every cell in my body.
If we judge love by most of its effects, it resembles rather hatred than affection.
Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.
Hatred is blind, as well as love.
People love to hate. I have a love-hate relationship with the world. The world loves to hate me.
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