Germaine Greer Quotes

The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side.

At best the family teaches the finest things human beings can learn from one another generosity and love. But it is also, all too often, where we learn nasty things like hate, rage and shame.

If we are to judge of love by its consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.

Isn't it funny.I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than i ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but Hatred cradles you.

I find just as much profit in cultivating my hates as my loves.

Whom we fear more than love, we are not far from hating.

Love is a negative form of hatred.

A woman holds dreadful power over a man who is in love with her but she should realize that the quality and force of his love is the index of his potential contempt and hatred.

Did I hate him, then? Indeed, I believe so. A love like that can grow to be nine-tenths hatred and still call itself love.

Hatred is love frustrated.

When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options." -Bella

I would always be a better hater of things and institutions than a lover of them.

I love her and she loves me, and we hate each other with a wild hatred born of love.

Hatred is a parasite that devours all. One doesn't build upon hatred, but upon love.

Hate today, no love for tomorrow

I will no longer allow anyone to manipulate my mind and control my life in the name of love.

Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles. Everything adds to it. Just as the being we love can do no wrong, so the one we hate can do no right.

For the most part you are dealing with jealousy, you are dealing with love, you're dealing with hatred, you are dealing with revenge and all of these sort of classic things.

We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.

Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles.

Valentine's Day is devoted to love. Why don't we have a day devoted to hatred? The raw, visceral hatred that is felt every hour of the day by ordinary people, but is repressed for reasons of social order. I think it would be very cathartic, and it would certainly make for an exciting six o'clock news.

Hatred is keener than friendship, less keen than love.

"There's little value in seeking to find reasons for why people do what they do, or feel the way they feel. Hatred is a most pernicious thing, finding root in any kind of soil. It feeds on itself." "With words."

Love makes everything lovely; hate concentrates itself on the one thing hated.