Abbi Glines Quotes

I loved her. I still love her, though I curse her in my sleep, so nearly one are love and hate, the two most powerful and devasting emotions that control man, nations, life.

There's not much difference between love and hate.

There is a very fine line between love and nausea.

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable.

There's a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you're confusing your emotions.

We have pain and hate and love and joy and war in the world because we want them.

Believe it or not--it takes a lot of love to hate you like this.

There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.

Hot hate is twin brother to hot love.

Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.

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

There's a very fine line between being artistic and being a dickhead - it's like love and hate.

There’s a big difference between death threats and love letters–even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you. Of course, considering I once tried to kill someone I loved, maybe I had no right to judge.

Then it is also in my heart to be worthy of your hate.

Well, I find a strange comfort in the fact that he wouldn't feel this degree of animosity now, had he not loved me so much before.

The opposite of love is fear, not hate.

She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were inwoven with her deepest life.

Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love

The lovely loving and the hateful hates.

Hatred is so much closer to love than indifference.

Love, the simplest, strongest, and most unforgiving of all emotions.

And where love ends, hate begins

Hate is more interesting than love.

Conflicts create the fire of affects and emotions; and like every fire it has two aspects: that of burning and that of giving light.