Opposite Of Love Is Indifference Novels & Stories

“Let's just say I hate Don Andrew Miller as much as both of you do.“ The older soldier's eyes darted for the second time like he was really confused. “We don't hate him. We just really don't like the way he handles matters relating to the family these days. Isn't that so, Mike?“ Mike nodded in agreement, not being able to utter a word for fear of being preyed upon. He feared Underboss Darkie just as much as he feared the Don, and he knew a word from Darkie to Don Miller could get them all executed. “You say you don't hate him; and yet you don't like him. What's the opposite of hate?“ “Love—I think,” the younger one chirped in without thinking. A single glance from Darkie made him flinch and

In response, I drew the blankets up higher, tucked my hands inside and turned to the side, facing away from him. Several minutes passed before he spoke again, his voice hoarse. “You’re so cruel.” ***************************** Soon after Lucas left, I’d walked out of the room and somehow managed to find myself on the roof of the hospital. There were no benches anywhere in sight and the glass barrier looked far too delicate for me to lean on, so I’d picked a corner and made do with it. “Elena, do you know?” Lucas’ last words echoed in my head, bringing with them a fresh round of headaches. “The opposite of love isn’t hatred, It’s indifference. Does this mean there’s truly no hope for me?”

She was not in love with Chris just because he gave her money. “Well, I know.” Chris chuckled. “But you seem to love me even more after I gave you a billion.” It was hard to deny that. Interactions between people changed gradually due to various life events. Some things made people love each other more. Others made them dislike each other more. This was not exclusive to romantic relationships; it applied to friendships and family bonds. However, admitting it indirectly meant admitting she loved money, right?

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

“They were brought up with the thought that they have no choice but to marry each other one day. Rocky hated the idea. He blames Leigh for the agreement..” “I know. I know..” Kade held his palms up to calm his protesting friends and let him finish. “It took him years of practice - years of mental conditioning that he hated Leigh. Have you heard of the saying the more you hate, the more you love? That’s what happened to Rocky. He keeps saying he hates her, but he can’t live without her. Hate is not the opposite of love. Apathy is. If he was indifferent to Leigh, I would be the first to say he doesn’t love her.”

he kissed my forehead . " I love you too " I smile ear to ear . ________________________________ The true enemy of love is when emotional indifference takes command of logic; for only when love takes command of logic can good choices be made. Indeed, love in command of both our higher logic and our primitive drive is humanity’s hero-mode. By Angela Abraham

But I know this version of me is learning something essential: Love isn’t proven by proximity. It’s proven by what you do with the distance.

Ash spat the words, more at the headstones in front them than at Thea right then. “Real love isn’t like that,” said Thea. “No, listen to me. What Mom and Dad had…” Thea shook her head, her eyes sad. “It was love in the beginning, but it got twisted. Love doesn’t mean hurting someone. Love is the opposite of that. Look at Trent and Lizzie. Hell, look at any number of couples. I swear they’re all falling in love around here. It’s like a disease. And they’re happy and totally normal. Nothing like our parents.”

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

“Everything in this world is business.” I tilted my head. “Even marriage?” He stepped closer. “Especially marriage.” I wanted to slap him. I also wanted to kiss him. That scared me more than anything. “Why do you hate me so much?” I whispered. He blinked. “I don’t hate you.” “Could’ve fooled me.” He leaned in, his breath brushing my cheek. “You think hate is the opposite of love?” he said. “It’s not. It’s indifference.” “Then what’s this?”