Quotes on Hatred

We cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself.

There must always be two kinds of art: escape-art, for man needs escape as he needs food and deep sleep, and parable-art, that art which shall teach man to unlearn hatred and learn love.

Love may, indeed, love the beloved when her beauty is lost: but not because it is lost. Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal. Love is more sensitive than hatred itself to every blemish in the beloved… Of all powers he forgives most, but he condones least: he is pleased with little, but demands all.

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

Racism is man's gravest threat to man - the maximum of hatred for a minimum of reason.

What do you despise? By this are you truly known.

If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!

Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.

Expansion is life, contraction is death. Love is life, hatred is death.

There are few things under heaven more unnerving than the silent, accumulating contempt and hatred of a people.

Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.

My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy, and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change without torture such as you cannot even imagine.

Take time for all things: great haste makes great waste.

We can scarcely hate anyone that we know.

A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, saving him who had smitten him, kneeling on the heights of virtue, more nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit to himself that this monster existed. Things could not go on in this manner.