#hate

Hate and love were both conceived in fear, perhaps that was why they were nearly the same thing, but only one was steeped in hope. ↗

— D. Morgenstern

#love #the-ring #love

His fingers gouged into my leg harder. "My sister was in that cafeteria," he said. "She saw her friends die, thanks to you and that puke boyfriend of yours. She still has nightmares about it. He got what he deserved, but you got a free pass. That ain't right. You should've died that day, Sister Death. Everyone wishes you would have. Look around. Where is Jessica, if she wants you here so bad? Even the friends you came here with don't want to be with you." "Let go of me," I said again, pulling on his fingers. But he only pinched tighter. "Your boyfriend isn't the only one who can get his hands on a gun," he said. Slowly he eased himself up to standing again. He reached into the waistband of his jeans and pulled out something small and dark. He pointed it at me, and when the moonlight hit it, I gasped and pressed myself against the barn wall. ↗

— Jennifer Brown

#hate #school-shooting #threats #death

The only thing more frustrating than slanderers is those foolish enough to listen to them. ↗

— Criss Jami

#deceived #envy #false #falsehood #fool

For a lot of people, their first love is what they'll always remember. For me it's always been the first hate, and I think that hatred, though it provides often rather junky energy, is a terrific way of getting you out of bed in the morning and keeping you going. If you don't let it get out of hand, it can be canalized into writing. In this country where people love to be nonjudgmental when they can be, which translates as, on the whole, lenient, there are an awful lot of bubble reputations floating around that one wouldn't be doing one's job if one didn't itch to prick. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#writing #love

But a whole bottle was what made me feel dead inside. And it worked, all the days stress was gone and I was able to live without the gigantic knot in my stomach. Without the boulders weighing down my shoulders. ↗

— Holly Hood

#hate #love #sadness #love

In this world, whenever there is light, there are also shadows. As long as the concept of winners exist, there must also be losers. The selfish desire of wanting to maintain peace causes wars and hatred is born to protect love. ↗

— Masashi Kishimoto

#love #naruto #peace #war #love

There are no saints either. We are immortal, but not so unlike the humans as you think. We have enemies, we have duties, we hate, we struggle, and we love. ↗

— Jessica Fortunato

#enemies #hate #human #immortal #love

Nous restâmes quelques instants à nous fixer avec la même hargne dans le regard. La pièce semblait onduler sous le poids du combat qui s’y était déroulé. L’espace qui nous séparait paraissait tantôt se comprimer, tantôt se dilater, jusqu’à ce que, finalement, il n’y ait plus entre nous que nos deux bouches qui s’emmêlaient dans un baiser furieux. Je le détestais pour tout ce qu’il venait de me dire, et je n’en avais que plus envie de lui. ↗

— Marika Gallman

#love #love

* Love only serves and does not calculate. Love gives without expectation, while hate carries an endless tally of debts. Hate controls everything it touches, but love sets everything it touches free ↗

— Bryant McGill

#love #self-control #sincere #love

Don't always use PAIN that you receive as an excuse to GIVE PAIN... ↗

— Tsem Tulku Rinpoche

#dharma #don-t-hate #excuses #kindness #love