We love those who know the worst of us and don't turn their faces away.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
They may not like us, but they can't get away from knowing who we are.
I know that there are people who do not love their fellow man, and I hate people like that!
We confess our bad qualities to others out of fear of appearing naive or ridiculous by not being aware of them.
This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. This makes us secret and rotten.
The worst-tempered people I've ever met were the people who knew they were wrong.
People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.
The deceptive, glossy media images of faces, bodies and social lifestyles, make us hate ourselves so we will buy a solution to love ourselves once again.
There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it ill behooves any of us to find fault with the rest of us.
Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.
We rarely just hate people or love people. Normally, the people we have moments of the most impassioned hate for, it's because we love them so much.