I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.
Love, friendship, respect do not unite people so much as common hatred for something.
There is no hate without fear. Hate is crystallized fear, fear's dividend, fear objectivized. We hate what we fear and so where hate is, fear will be lurking. Thus we hate what threatens our person, our liberty, our privacy, our income, our popularity, our vanity and our dreams and plans for ourselves. If we can isolate this element in what we hate we may be able to cease from hating. Analyse in this way the hatred of ideas or of the kind of people whom we have once loved and whose faces are preserved in Spirits of Anger. Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate; a child who fears noises becomes the man who hates them.
Immortality. I notice that as soon as writers broach this question they begin to quote. I hate quotation. Tell me what you know.
I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.
Many owe their greatness to their enemies. Flattery is fiercer than hatred, for hatred corrects the faults flattery had disguised.
Nobody ever fergits where he buried a hatchet.
My knee has always given me problems. But it got to the point where I actually had to start giving up things. And I hate that.
Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.
Men often hate each other because they fear each other; they fear each other because they don't know each other; they don't know each other because they can not communicate; they can not communicate because they are separated.
The more you talk and listen to a bad character the more you lose your dislike for him.
I hate wearin' sunglasses, to be honest with you. You don't need sunglasses in Ireland.
I would call attention to the parallels of fascist Nazi (Germany's) war on its 'one percent,' namely its Jews, to the progressive war on the American one percent, namely the 'rich.' ... I perceive a rising tide of hatred of the successful one percent.
I travel a lot; I hate having my life disrupted by routine.