Westbrook Pegler Quotes

I am a poor hater.

Bitterness and resentment only hurt one person, and it's not the person we're resenting - it's us.

Hate is more lasting than dislike.

An intellectual hatred is the worst.

Malice hath a strong memory.

Bitterness kills the soul.

I realized I'd built up walls and carried grudges for years. I had a lot of animosity, dating back to when I was growing up, toward people who told me that what I was doing datingwise was wrong.

Disgust is often more deeply buried than envy and anger, but it compounds and intensifies the other negative emotions.

What a man hates, he takes seriously.

A man's hatred is always concentrated upon that which makes him conscious of his bad qualities.

They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how 'bout you?

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back.

Hatred is active displeasure, envy passive. We need not wonder that envy turns to soon to hatred.

No metal can--no, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness of thy sharp envy.

Feelings of bitterness and dissatisfaction feed upon themselves and give place to thoughts and acts of unkindness, criticism, and eventually even hatred. Criticism is often motivated by a desire to rationalize one's own shortcomings and to justify termination of sacred marriage covenants.

What your mind cannot master it will eventually resent.

Hate today, no love for tomorrow

Resentment or grudges do no harm to the person against whom you hold these feelings but every day and every night of your life, they are eating at you.

Hatred is the ballast of the rock which lies upon our necks and underfoot.

She decided that her wisest course would be to put him out of her mind. After reaching this conclusion she lay thinking about him until at last she fell asleep.

Hatred is keener than friendship, less keen than love.

I am suffering incessant temptations to uncharitable thoughts at present; one of those black moods in which nearly all one's friends seem to be selfish or even false. And how terrible that there should be even a kind of pleasure in thinking evil.

To harbor hatred and animosity in the soul makes one irritable, gloomy, and prematurely old.

Hatred makes us all ugly.

Here's how my brain works: It's stupidity, followed by self-hatred, and then further analysis.