hate, n.All

Hate is a lack of imagination.

Hate is an ego state that wishes to destroy the source of its unhappiness.

Hate is, along with envy, the wicked's way of admiring.

Hate is a precious liquid, a poison dearer than that of the borgias because it is made from our blood, our health, our sleep, and two-thirds of our love we must be stingy with it.

Alcohol won't mend a broken heart.But that doesn't mean I won't try it again tonight.

Hate is a feeling that can only exist where there is no understanding.

Hate is a product of the unfulfilled life.

Hate is corrosive to the personality, eats away its vital unity, and destroys a man's sense of values and his objectivity. It causes him to describe the beautiful as ugly and the ugly as beautiful, and to confuse the true with the false and the false with the true.

Hate is not good

Hate is directed at someone whom one really wishes to love, but cannot love, either because that person prevents you or otherwise.