Quotes About Hatred And Jealousy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Hindi pa rin ako lubos na makapaniwala na kaya nilang gawin ang lahat ng ito para sa pera. I want to feel disgusted and hate them, but they're still my parents." I heard him blow a loud and deep sigh. "It's normal to feel disgust and hatred towards people who are evil. Especially to those who makes you feel bad about yourself. Hindi ko sinasabing dapat mo nga silang kamuhian, but you don't have to feel sorry for wanting to hate them because of what their actions." Akala ko ay puro lang siya kalokohan, pero sa mga oras na ito ay napatunayan ko na kaya rin naman pala niyang magseryoso at makita ang mga bagay sa mas malalim na paraan.

"Met thousands of eyes. Learned to interpret them. And only one out of every hundred ever made it through me." She wasn't boasting. She was simply stating a fact. "What are you saying?" I asked, although inside, I already had an idea where this was headed. "Your eyes." She leaned over slightly, not threatening—just closer, more intimate. "They scream disgust. Hate. You say you don't feel anything for him anymore. But hate? It's not the opposite of love. It's part of it." I blinked. Once. And then again. "Y-you're talking rubbish," I said hastily, too hastily. My voice shook, and she saw it. She didn't push, though. She didn't need to.

"I hate hearing your voice, because you made me crave for it every single day." He cupped my and gently caressing my wet cheeks. "I hate seeing your face because it calms my demons. I hate seeing your reactions because it gives me shivers." Umawang lang ang labi ko. I couldn't believe it! Last time he's sharp words are killing and digging words in my heart. But now- "I hate everything about you because it's driving me nuts. I want to own you. I want you to be my possession. I just mine! You corrupted me. I want nothing else but you beside me."

I bit my lips as I clenched my fists in anger and fear. "This is what harassment means, Zoe. A man force you without you noticing it, they will just go straight to you and will give their best to trap you. And this thing will never happen. Know the difference, dahil wala akong balak na gahasahin ka... so stop acting like I'm going to do it if I had a chance, cause never in my life will I do that stupidity. Remember, I hate this setup and marriage! So why would I like to make love with you? Use your brain, hindi puro kabubohan at kadungisan ang pinapairal ng utak mo!" mabibigat ang hinanga niya nang bumulong siya sa akin , halatang galit na galit siya... Pagkatapos niyang sabihin iyon ay wal

It’s painful and warm and sweet all at the same time. “I thought a really great guy loves me. But right now, I doubt if he really did. Tingin ko, dapat at kailangan ko siyang kalimutan. Pero tingin ko rin, hindi ko kaya. It’s . . . complicated.” Humiga siya sa pa-letrang L na couch. Nakipagtitigan sa mga guhit ng ilaw na sumasayaw sa kisame. “How can I hate someone yet not hate someone? Do you get what I mean? ’Yong . . . galit ako pero parang hindi ako galit?

“Surrounded by the flames of jealousy, the jealous one winds up, like the scorpion, turning the poisoned sting against himself.” – Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra Nang makarating na kami sa White Island ay maraming tao ang nandon, I can see the eyes of young girls looking at Sandro. Nakaramdam ako ng selos, 27 years old na si Sandro pero ang gwapo niya parin kaya nakakaramdarapa parin ang mga babae sa kanya. I held his hand at nagulat naman siya sa ginawa ko at napangiti.

Nasa kanan naman niya ang babae. “Alam mo ba ang kasabihan na ‘the more you hate, the more you love’? Bahala ka diyan, baka hindi mo namamalayan na nagkakagusto ka na pala sa kaniya,” natatawang sabi ni Jean sabay kindat. Ipinaikot niya ang mga mata at humarap sa computer. “Maging puti muna ang uwak bago mangyari ang sinasabi ninyo.”

“No. hindi ko lang maisip kung bakit sa sobrang galit niya sa akin ay nagawa niyang ipahamak ang taong matagal na niyang pinagsilbihan.” “People can't think when they are clouded by jealousy.” Humakbang si Fredrick at tumayo sa harapan niya. Halos isang dangkal na lang ang pagitan nilang dalawa at ramdam ni Everest ang mainit na hinigang binubuga nito habang nagsasalita kaya bumilis ang tahip ng kanyang puso. “Mabuti na lang at matalino kang mag-isip. I like it about you.” Tumaas ang sulok ng labi nito at pati mata ay nakangiti sa kanya.

“Try me. I’ll ruin every single thing connected to him. You know I can.” “You’re cruel, Anthony,” halos pabulong niyang sagot, nanginginig ang boses. “You’ll hurt everyone just because of your jealousy?” “This isn’t jealousy, Kira. This is me protecting what’s mine. You are my wife. I won’t allow any man to stand between us.” “Even if that means destroying innocent people?” “In business, no one is innocent. In love, no one is allowed to interfere. Remember that.” Tumahimik siya, humahagulhol, hindi makapaniwala sa bawat salitang lumabas sa bibig ko.

Ang mga yabag ko ay halos hindi marinig sa basa at maputik na lupa, ngunit ang pintig ng puso ko ay parang kulog sa aking dibdib. Wala akong alam tungkol sa kakahuyang dinaraanan ko. Ang dilim ay kumakapal, at ang mga anino ng mga puno ay parang may sariling buhay. Pero hindi ko inisip ang takot. Hindi ko pwedeng isipin ang takot. Si Lucia… Gusto kong bumalik, gusto kong lumaban, pero alam kong walang saysay. Alam ko rin na kung sasagabagal ako, hindi lang buhay ko ang mawawala.