To hate man and worship God seems to be the sum of all the creeds.

Fear of the unknown and the other is the root of almost all hate. It is born of ignorance and fed by those who would keep us divided.

Growing up in a home of abuse, you struggle with the notion that you can love a person you hate, or hate a person you love. It’s a strange feeling.

When you really know somebody you can’t hate them. Or maybe it’s just that you can’t really know them until you stop hating them.

We tend to search for happiness and love forgetting that both can be found when we stop searching for sadness and hate.

Hate has a way of going after its own kind, in the end. It attacks its very bones. That’s because a hateful person needs an audience, and a victim. Without one or the other, it...

The self is hateful.” But “I” is passable. (“Le moi est haïssable”. – Mais le Je est passable.)

Shake the hands of those you hate, and you will thank me.

Take it all in. Sit back and watch and listen and hear all the hate that’s being thrown at us and remember every person that’s kicking you when you’re down, because next year it ain’t...

You hate me because deep down you want to be me

Hate destroys a bridge but forgiveness rebuilds it.

The biggest enemy of truth is known as facts in our society.

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.

A lie near to truth is always difficult to catch.

Pray GOD by HEART, Not by HABIT.

I hate writing.

Anyone who hates anyone, only hates themselves.

Religious fanaticism and hatred are a world-devouring fire, whose violence none can quench.

I dont wanna see you again. B’coz U’r the one left me here… but, what to do… You are always just crossing… I cant love you, as u left me.. same time I cant hate...

And sometimes I believe your relentless analysis of June leaves something out, which is your feeling for her beyond knowledge, or in spite of knowledge. I often see how you sob over what you destroy,...

What? Did we end up hating each other? Did we end up the way we thought we always knew would? Did I end up wearing khakis because of that fucking ad?

The Nazis were not right to hate the Jews. But their hating of Jews was not without a cause. No one ever hates without a cause.

Hate is strewn like confetti by the fear-fueled, specious, tiny- dicked (or un-tender) vacuous dictators, of any gender, whom never knew true love, only sadism. They ALL need some good pharma.

I have known a lot of people in my life, and I can tell you this… Some of the ones who understood love better than anyone else were those who the rest of the world...

If you have to say or do something controversial, aim so that people will hate that they love it and not love that they hate it.

Hate was such a waste of human resources. So little was accomplished with hate, so much more with love.

Staying with detractors is like sleeping in a room located just behind the public toilet. You will never feel comfortable until you relocate.

I wish to live without hate, whim, jealousy, envy, and fear. I wish to be simple, honest, frank, natural . . to face any obstacle and meet every difficulty unabashed and unafraid.

I hate to disappoint the people who want to panic, but this is strictly housekeeping. I would think with all these things cleared up, it may clear out some small hurdles that otherwise might have...

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”)

It’s quite unfortunate how some people would like you when you are barely making ends meet, but would hate you with a passion if you start to do well.

Love is born from disagreeing over something we believe in. Hate is born from disagreeing over something we fear.

She hated herself more than she could express.

At night my shadow multiplies, and clones itself into total darkness. Half of all nudists hate me half the time, and half love me half the time. Sadly for me, the half who love me...

We wanted to offer something new to our audience. I hate it when bands stop taking chances.

People like me were supposed to be into exclusivity, unapproachable. That’s what I hate most. I think it’s very demode.

A lot of people don’t enjoy their job, they may even hate it, but I am lucky enough to be able to make a living through my passion.

Sadly, black people disassociate ourselves from the things which make us who we are, identifying them as lesser, or inferior. It’s a form of self hate. So, with reckless abandon, we strive to be like...

I want everybody to worship the God of love instead of worshipping the God of hate and torture. But in the meantime, we don’t want to force Jesus Christ on anybody and look that we...

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.

Personally, I hate to release any of the guys. I feel like this is our team. These guys have been here. They’ve worked hard. They’ve all made a tremendous commitment and sacrifice to trying to...

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.

We’re not going to pack up and die. Key injuries happen to every team. I hate it for Benny and the team, but you have to pick up the slack and go.

You can do the right thing that seems wrong to others, or the wrong thing that seems right, and its actually puerile to await recommendation when what you are about to do doesn’t concerns anyone.

—En verdad me gusta, quien sabe cómo el estar con él cambie mi vida, probablemente va a ser increíble.—,Y si cambia las cosas para mal?, ,Y si quiere robarte tu dinero, o secuestrarte, o cortarte...

We are all too fixed on wrecking ourselves rather than bettering ourselves.

Well, good afternoon, sunshine. How are you feeling?””Like something the cat dragged in, then dragged back outside to leave in the rain, and mud, then the lightning hit it, and burned it, and the cat...

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

I hate to say it, but there seems to have been some sort of dumbing down as far as movies go.

Don’t hate me because I was kind. Be happy that I was a friend.