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For lunch the tears from salt,
And seasoning smoke cigarettes.
Sick with love, cured the hate
Our eternal response.

You can't hate someone who is on his knees. Someone who is not a man without you.

There is not a thin line between love and hate. There is, in fact, a Great Wall of China with armed sentries posted every 20 feet between love and hate.
No, between love and hate one step. In fact, between love and hatred the Great Wall of China, and every twenty steps there are guards with weapons in their hands.
(No, between love and hate there's a thin line. Between them the Great Wall of China with armed guard, set every 20 seconds.)

If I enjoy hating life, I hate life. I'm enjoying it.

Love consumes and hatred raises.

Perhaps, everyone in life at least once something like this happens, you start to hate people without a reason. The trouble is that the opposite party usually feels the same way.

Hatred is the coward's revenge for experienced fear.

Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.

If you start with self-sacrifice for someone you love, you'll end up with hatred for those who brought the sacrifice.

I hate you! You don't give yourself to love.

Life is arranged so devilishly cleverly that, not being able to hate, impossible to love.

Evil that we can neither overcome nor avoid, we hate.

Hatred - active sense of discontent, envy a passive. No wonder that envy quickly turns to hatred.

Love really can kill people. However, don't forget... Hatred can never save people. Never!