All my life I have had a choice of hate and love. I chose love and I am here
Love and hate are cruel, only liking is kind
Nothing turns to hate so bitter as what once was love.
Commanded love of all men indiscriminately is an obliteration of distinction between love and hate, and therefore is not love at all.
Love and hate. Same passion. Same impulse
I love and hate this place because it is full of words.
By its very nature, hate destroys and tears down; by its very nature, love creates and builds up.
The discussion of fur is childish.
For every book you buy, you should buy the time to read it.
Life is probably a tangle of love and hate permanently knotted together.