hatred

As long as men and nations are aware of their divine origin, that human beings are a reflection of the source of all life, then it follows that it is the beholden duty of man to increase goodness, beauty, truth and peace in the world. But when men and nations deny the relationship of man to the divine, then the soil is fertile for the growth of hatred, injustice, strife and war.

Men have, for the most part, done with lamenting their lost faith. Sentimental tears over the happy, simple Christendom of their fathers are a thing of the past. They are proclaiming now their contempt for Christ's character, and their disgust at the very name of love. Scorn and hatred, difference and division, must be more than ever our lot, if we would be the followers of Christ in these days. Conventional religion and polite unbelief are gone forever.

All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.

[The Negro past] of rope, fire, torture, castration, infanticide, rape; death and humiliation; fear by day and night, fear as deep as the marrow of the bone; doubt that he was worthy of life, since everyone around him denied it; sorrow for his women, for his kinfolk, for his children, who needed his protection, and whom he could not protect; rage, hatred and murder, hatred for white men so deep that it often turned against him and his own, and made all love, all trust, all joy impossible.

Hatred destroys the person who hates.

Hatred, which could destroy so much, never failed to destroy the man who hated, and this was an immutable law.

Hatred, as well as love, renders its votaries credulous.

Hatred is like fire; it makes even light rubbish deadly.

There are glances of hatred that stab, and raise no cry of murder.

There are some cases . . . in which the sense of injury breeds - not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but - a hatred of all injury.