Lauren Oliver Quotes

Hatred makes me energetic, but confused.

I still got the nasty in me.

Hatred is self-punishment.

Anger tears me up inside... My own... or anyone else's.

I used to write out of angst. My writing was quite miserable, quite angry, even when it was funny. It was based on this sadness and tired emotional disdain for the world.

The hater always suffers more than the object of his hatred.

Sometimes I feel evil!

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

My hatred gives me strength.

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

I am...sad and angry. Why is my spirit so sad and angry? I look back at my life and all I can remember is rage and rage and rage.

I warn you all, hatred is finding fertile soil within me. And in your compassion, in your every good intention, you nurture it.

Still, I hate them. But, of course, I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone.

This is not the person I wanted to become: Hatred has carved a permanent place inside me, a hollow where things are so easily lost.

What do you get out of hating people, out of having this bitterness in your heart always?

Hatred can eat at you until there's nothing left, until you become the thing you hate.

I really believe that all of us have a lot of darkness in our souls. Anger, rage, fear, sadness. I don't think that's only reserved for people who have horrible upbringings. I think it really exists and is part of the human condition. I think in the course of your life you figure out ways to deal with that.

The ignorant mind, with its infinite afflictions, passions, and evils, is rooted in the three poisons. Greed, anger, and delusion.

Hurt leads to bitterness, bitterness to anger, travel too far that road and the way is lost.

Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.

Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.

I was an angry kid.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.