All Quotes By Tag: Hate
“We are way less likely to love someone just because they love us than we are to hate someone just because they hate us.”
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“Some people are each holding on to a lover of theirs who no longer loves them and/or who they no longer love, only because they do not want to have a reason or another reason to be jealous of the person who would eventually be their lover if they let go of them.”
“Some people hate people who are overconfident, only because their overconfidence reminds them of their underconfidence.”
“When we’re young, we think that Love and Hate live on opposite sides of the street from one another; But as we get older we realise they’re actually next door neighbours with paper thin walls.”
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“Though it’s reasons to burn may vary… you are always the fuel of my fire.”
“I dont celebrate any friendship that was build on hate, because we share the common enemy.”
“If you have influence on other people. Dont be influenced by their hate, money, jealousy, anger and popularity .”
“Children are no longer being parented, but are raised. Thats why they don’t have morals, ethics,humanity and manners, because their parents neglected them. We now live in a society that doesnt care about right or wrong.”
“When people support you when you have done something wrong. It doesnt mean you are right, but it means those people are promoting their hate , bad behavior or living their bad lives through you.”
“The last time everyone loved or at least liked everyone was when the world had a population of about 4.”
“Never justify someones wrong action, without them apologizing first & admitting their wrongs. If you do. You are not making them better, but you are making them worse on the bad things they do.”
“Sometimes witchraft is when the heart is full of hate that it consumes your mind not appreciate good things that are done by other people.”
“Actually, this is a poem my father once showed me, a long time ago. It has been bastardized many times, in many ways, but this is the original:The Cold Within Six men trapped by happenstance,in bleak and bitter coldEach possessed a stick of wood,or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs,the first man held his back For of the faces round the fire,he noticed one was black. One man looking cross the way, saw one not of his churchAnd could not bring himself to givethe fire his stick of birch. The third one sat in tattered clothes,he gave his coat a hitchWhy should his log be put to useto warm the idle rich?The rich man just sat back and thoughtof the wealth he had in store And how to keep what he had earnedfrom the lazy, shiftless poor.The black man’s face bespoke revengeas the fire passed from his sight,For all he saw in his stick of woodwas a chance to spite the white.And the last man of this forlorn groupdid naught except for gain,Giving only to those who gave,was how he played the gameThe logs held tight, in death’s stillhands,was proof of human sinThey didn’t die from the cold without,they died from the cold within.”
“Hate flows from a broken spirit.”
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“The best way to be appreciative for your life is to live it; don’t die for any other reason but love. Dreams are what guide us, art is what defines us, math is makes it all possible, and love is what lights our way.”
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