Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes

Don’t try and make me feel better, Alex. I hate you.” “I hate you, too.

If you must hate, if hatred is the leaven of your life, which alone can give flavor, then hate what should be hated: falsehood, violence, selfishness.

Hatred makes me energetic, but confused.

There's a reason why anger, fear, and hatred are paths to the dark side: they all spring from a single source - the same source as a certain flavor of love. A dangerously sweet, addictive flavor.

Hatred is self-punishment.

Hatred is nothing but a form of cancer, and it will eat you up.

I was so used to people liking me. But being hated? I hate it. I hate being hated!

My hatred gives me strength.

Hatred is like fire, it makes even light rubbish deadly.

Hatred is the spiritual malignancy of our species, and like any other form of cancer, does its most terrible work not outwardly, but from within us.

The hatred you're carrying is a live coal in your heart - far more damaging to yourself than to them.

I met a young man who was wounded in love, I met another man who was wounded in hatred.

Hatreds are the cinders of affection.

The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.

I hate you all because you destroy my dreams!

Hatred is a prolific vice; envy, a barren vice.

Hate gets going, it goes round, it gets older and tighter and older and tighter, until it holds a person inside it like a fist holds a stick.

If you have rage and righteously act it out and blame it all on others, it's really you who suffers. The other people and the environment suffer also, but you suffer more because you're being eaten up inside with rage, causing you to hate yourself more and more

The response man has the greatest difficulty in tolerating is pity, especially when he warrants it. Hatred is a tonic, it makes one live, it inspires vengeance, but pity kills, it makes our weakness weaker.

Love and hatred are not blind, but are blinded by the fire they bear within themselves.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.

If you are bitter, it will eat you up and do you much more damage than the people who have hurt you

Already Roland feels his limbs starting to go numb. He swallows hard. "I hate this. I hate you. I hate all of you." "I understand.

Hatred is love frustrated.