People think we had a love-hate relationship. Well, I did not love him, nor did I hate him. We had mutual respect for each other, even as we both planned each other’s murder.
Never judge someone’s character based on the words of another. Instead, study the motives behind the words of the person casting the bad judgment.
If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you’d have sliced my through years ago.
…she rebuked those about her
in darkness did she dwell
a pathetic history
all mortal man would tell..
I don’t hate you, because hate is a feeling and I feel absolutely nothing for you.
We ought to compliment and not to compete with one another.
I do love you but I hate the evil inside of you
Our critics make us strong!
Our fears make us bold!
Our haters make us wise!
Our foes make us active!
Our obstacles make us passionate!
Our losses make us wealthy!
Our disappointments make us appointed!
Our unseen treasures give us a
Whatever is designed against us will work for us!
But love like that doesn’t just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath.
Yes. Horrible, isn’t it?
More smiling, less worrying. More compassion, less judgment. More blessed, less stressed. More love, less hate.