My hates have always occupied my mind much more actively and have given greater spiritual satisfactions than my real friendships.
People hate those who make them feel their own inferiority.
Hate is nature’s most perfect energy source. It’s endlessly renewable.
Hatred is the coward’s revenge for being intimidated.
Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.
Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.
There is no medicine to cure hatred.
When our hatred is violent, it sinks us even beneath those we hate.