Hate Leads To Suffering Quote Novels & Stories

"Don't confuse cruelty with hatred. I don’t hate you. I don't hate anyone. Only those who can love can truly hate, and love is one of the many things I lost long ago." He spread my legs open and mounted on top of me, his eyes boring into mine with unbridled malice. "I know it's hard for you to understand, but in this world, some creatures just want to hurt others for no reason at all. And that's exactly what I’m going to do - hurt you very, very badly. But I have to warn you, sweetheart, don’t make a sound. If you do, it’ll turn me on, and fucking a low-bred ugly girl like you is the last thing I want to do in this world.”

you suffer just like I did to the others. And I would preach to the world that love is just a word created by people to make you feel comfortable with yourselves. It never truly existed, the reality of the world we live in is pain and suffering and the ultimate source of punishment which is hatred, hatred borne out of love. Hatred for oneself, hatred for others and hatred for the world. Only those who can turn their hatred into powers can rule the world like I do today." He said, with a straight face. He was delusional, he was really a maniac, what exactly was wrong with him? His mental state must not be stable at this point. I was scared because I knew he would do anything to win. "What tu

“I hate him. I should hate him. It’s the only thing that makes sense.” Her hands did not stop their calming movement. “Hate is a fire that consumes first the one who carries it, meine Liebe (my love),” she said, pausing. “And what sometimes seems like hate… isn’t. Sometimes it’s just a pain so deep it doesn’t know how to scream its own name.” I opened my eyes and looked at the ridiculous necklace in the velvet box. The diamond heart sparkled under the light, a grotesque symbol of everything false in my life.

I should've relished the revenge, but a small pang of guilt crept in when I saw tears running down Emma's face. "Okay, let's keep the crying in check for now." Beside us, Karl Zeller wiped his damp eyes and murmured, "Lene, come home with us."

James asked off-camera. "Every moment of every day. But regret doesn't bring Lily Rossi back. It doesn't undo the decades of harm I caused. All I can do is warn others: this is where hate leads. To a cell. To loneliness. To dying with everyone you loved learning to hate you back." "Why did you agree to be interviewed?"

It was a more devastating period for me as a father as much as it was for my mother as the term manhood doesn't signify my inability to feel this much pain I never hated in my life but at that moment I felt a kind of hatred for anyone that caused me this much pain. They said hate changed the whole outlook of someone’s, it made them ruthless, it made them bitter, It made them reckless. Hate killed its host but by bit slowly consuming it's soul till nothing was left of the person but in spite of all this I couldn't bring myself to come to terms with not hating the culprit.

Honestly hated it and sometimes had nightmares about it. “Do you know, have you even had a clue of how painful and cursing it is for me to remember all of that loops? Everything that started with a tragedy, coming into a fruitful happy ending and only to be broken by the worst damn tragedy of all?” His hate, his pain, and thinking how cruel everything in this world and book is being written about.

CHAPTER THREE “Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that." ― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches The first day of work has come after the weekend, and Dean still couldn't believe that she had the nerve enough to show up in front of him again. After all, she has done. To him.

Hope looked at Adrian. “I don’t believe you.” The creature whispered: “You cannot save him from death.” Hope’s tears continued falling. “I know.” The creature paused. Hope looked at Adrian’s face. “I know I can’t.” The creature smiled. “Then why are you crying?” “Because I love him.” “Exactly.” The creature leaned closer. “Love creates pain.” “Yes.” “Then remove love.” Hope shook her head. “No.” “Remove attachment.” “No.” “Remove fear.” “No.” “Then you accept suffering.”

“That's ridiculous” “ Is it?” Olivia's eyes were gentle but firm.”Holding on to hatred only burdens you, not them. You will not have peace of mind”. Anna kept quiet. She thought of miss Regina, of John, their wicked attitude, their dismissiveness. The anger she carried towards them was a fire that never went out. Could She ever let it go? “I don't think I can do that,”. Anna admitted after some minutes of silence. “You will be happier if you try,”Olivia said. “ Hatred only hurts the one who carries it”. Anna didn't respond. She didn't know how to.