Hate Quotes
Most popular hate quotes
Those who hate you don't win unless you hate them back; then you destroy yourself.
Hate is like acid. It can not only destroy the vessel in which it is stored, but also destroy the object on which it is poured.
We hate what we fear, and so where hate is, fear is lurking.
The hatred we bear our enemies injures their happiness less than our own.
We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred nor envy; but, alas! What can we do when they never sleep!
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
To meet hate with retaliatory hate would do nothing but intensify the existence of evil in the universe. Hate begets hate; violence begets violence; toughness begets a greater toughness. We must meet the forces of hate with the power of love; we must meet physical force with soul force. Our aim must never be to defeat or humiliate the white man, but to win his friendship and understanding.
I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.
Perhaps no phenomenon contains so much destructive feeling as "moral indignation," which permits envy or hate to be acted out under the guise of virtue.
Hatred can be overcome only by love.
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.
I permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.
Saints choose to think of everyone as their friend, so that hate does not get in their way.
Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noise.
Few people can be happy unless they hate some other person, nation, or creed.
Hate is more lasting than dislike.
Everyone hates a martyr; it's no wonder martyrs were burned at the stake.
I shall never permit myself to stoop so low as to hate any man.
When our hatred is too keen it puts us beneath those whom we hate.
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.
Any man who tries to excite class hatred, sectional hate, hate of creeds, any kind of hatred in our community, though he may affect to do it in the interest of the class he is addressing, is in the long run with absolute certainty that class's own worst enemy.
Why is propaganda so much more successful when it stirs up hatred than when it tries to stir up friendly feeling?
He who hates, hates himself.
Hate has no medicine.
Like an unchecked cancer, hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital unity.
Never let yourself hate any person. It is the most devastating weapon of one's enemies.
Hatred is a prolific vice; envy, a barren vice.
Hate is the complement of fear and narcissists like being feared. It imbues them with an intoxicating sensation of omnipotence.
The most deadly fruit is borne by the hatred which one grafts on an extinguished friendship.
For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.
Hatred rarely does any harm to its object. It is the hater who suffers. His soul is warped and his life poisoned by dwelling on past injuries or projecting schemes of revenge. Rancor in the bosom is the foe of personal happiness.
We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.
The dangerous thing about hate is that it seems so reasonable.
I imagine that one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, that they will be forced to deal with pain.
Hatred, which could destroy so much, never failed to destroy the man who hated and this was an immutable law.
He who says he is in the light and hates his brother is in the darkness still.
Hatred plays the same part in government as acid in chemistry.
The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.
Hatred is like fire—it makes even light rubbish deadly.
There are glances of hatred that stab, and raise no cry of murder.
And the intensest form of hatred is that rooted in fear.
Hating people is like burning down your own house to get rid of a rat.
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
The pleasure of hating, like a poisonous mineral, eats into the heart of religion, and turns it to rankling spleen and bigotry; It makes patriotism an excuse for carrying fire, pestilence, and famine into other lands.
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.
To wrong those we hate is to add fuel to our hatred.
Hatred is too great a burden to bear. It injures the hater more than it injures the hated.
Hate traps us by binding us too tightly to our adversary.
I seem to hang on to my hates because they help take my mind off the cracked reflection in the mirror.
Hatred is like an acid. It can do more damage to the container in which it is stored than to the object on which it is poured.
When our hatred is too keen, it puts us beneath those we hate.
Hatred is a deathwish for the hated, not a lifewish for anything else.
For hate is old as eagle peaks, And hate is new as sunrise gulls, And hate is ravening vulture beaks Descending on a place of skulls.
A man who lives, not by what he loves but what he hates, is a sick man.
The voice of the intelligence is soft and weak, said Freud. It is drowned out by the roar of fear.
Hatred is love frustrated.
One drop of hatred in your soul will spread and discolor everything like a drop of black ink in white milk.
All hate is self-hate.
But hate is all a lie, there is no truth in hate.
Hatred is a feeling which leads to the extinction of values.
Hate is always a clash between our own spirit and someone else's body.
In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
Hatred, for the man who is not engaged in it, is a little like the odor of garlic for one who hasn't eaten any.
People hate as they love, unreasonably.
I would permit no man, no matter what his color might be, to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.
Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule.
Those who despise people are the most desperate to be favorably recognized by them.
