hatred [Theme] Page 119

Hatred binds people with such strong ties that when these bonds are torn, in their place comes the sadness.

Hatred is blind, anger is foolhardy, and who revels in the hypocrisy, the risk to drink the bitter Cup.

Love leads to sacrifice... which leads to hate.

Any ideas not able to bring people together is an illusion. Really United only by fear and hatred. All other associations - cultural, ideological, religious profanity. Attempt individual subjects to look better.

Truly generous people are always ready to show compassion, if the misfortune of their enemy surpasses their hatred.

No small hatred. Hatred is always a huge. It retains its dimensions even in the most insignificant creature, and remains, enormous. All hatred is strong is the fact that she is nenavisti. The elephant hates an ant is in danger.

One who knows only hate or only love - jealous primitive.

Unfounded hatred is well-founded jealousy.

You can't communicate with people that I hate because in the end start to love them.

To feel universal hatred - such a thrill!

If I hate, I Rob myself of something; if I love, I enrich myself that I love. Misanthropy - slow suicide; self-love is the greatest poverty of a living creature.

Love is when the feeling is so strong that crosses the border and can turn into hatred. It is not the intricacies and culture of the senses, and in their power.

And what I especially despise them (women), this is because they are given enormous power to do good, and they wasted nothing that power and not using it. Their premeditation and choice of the repulsive, vulgar and vulgar aspects of life that annoy me. They are much less sensitive than men, and infinitely more heartless. They are the mother of the human race, and mistakes race primarily belong to them. This is another reason for my hatred.

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big, dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick - It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh - Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around. And the fact that you didnt call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you - Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Your hair you hate and talk to me
and like driving my car, and I hate your opinion!
Your stupid boots and that I was able to comprehend.
I mortally hate that the beginning verses to scribble.
And your lies I hate, and what you yourself think right.
You even hate that, don't harass, and laugh.
I hate that there is next to you, and that you don't call.
But most importantly, I hate you for what may not even a little hate, just a little drop... can't!