Joe Abercrombie Quotes

There is a little boy inside the man who is my brother... Oh, how I hated that little boy. And how I love him too.

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

Movies can provide tear-inducing or comically-entertaining representations of love, but many agree that its deeper conflicting complexities often seem unfathomable.

Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.

When love is suppressed hate takes its place.

While I've said that there are plenty of things I dislike about the South, I can be clear that there are things I love about the South.

I always believed there's a fine line between love and hate.

She hugged me and I could feel the heat rise in my face, either from shame or love, like there was a difference.

And in part that's good but then, like any emotion - and this is something we learned from the research as well - there are positive and negative aspects to all of these.

You had to hate the Colonel a whole lot to keep from loving him.

You can’t hate people unless you love them.

I am sick of women who love one. Women who hate one are much more interesting.

People always tell me either A. you love him. B. you hate him. My usual answer? C. All of the above.

I love America, but I don't like it.

Hatred is love frustrated.

Recalling the aftermath of her father's death from alcoholism at age 42, this memoirist reminisces: I couldn't deny that our life was so much better now, but I did miss him. For all the misery he caused, I knew with certainty that he loved us. Those aren't things you can weigh or measure away. ... They're not opposites that cancel each other out. They're both true at the same time.

it is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.

There was much to hate in this world and too much to love.

But our hatred is almost indistinguishable from our love.

Life is probably a tangle of love and hate permanently knotted together.

Love cannot exorcise the gifts of hate. / Hate cannot exorcize what has no weight, / But laughter we can never over-rate.

Hate is unfulfilled love.

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

I can neither return your love nor dismiss it.