Best Love Or Hate Quotes

No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.

When someone comes up and says something like, ‘I am a god,’ everybody says ‘Who does he think he is?’ I just told you who I thought I was. A god. I just told you. That’s who I think I am.

One has no right to love or hate anything if one has not acquired a thorough knowledge of its nature. Great love springs from great knowledge of the beloved object, and if you know it but little you will be able to love it only a little or not at all.

[Propaganda] does not have multiple shadings; it has a positive and a negative; love or hate, right or wrong, truth or lie, never half this way and half that way.

A woman either loves or hates; she knows no medium.

I do not want to choose which one of you I must love or hate. Here, I am free to do neither. I want no part of your bitterness.

Fear will bind you closer than love, or hate, and it works a hell of a lot quicker.

History is neither written nor made without love or hate.

There is nothing so moving – not even acts of love or hate – as the discovery that one is not alone.

That’s why your middle finger close to your ring, coz it’s either love or hate there ain’t no in-between

You either love or hate Neil Warnock and I like him

No one is looking at what President Obama is wearing. Michelle Obama cannot Instagram a bikini pic like what my girl Instagrammed the other day.

All your life, you will be faced with a choice. You can choose love or hate…I choose love.

Man’s greatest drive is not love or hate but to change another person’s writing.

I’m very aware that we make these decisions toward love or hate every day. I certainly don’t have the stamina to live through each day making only the noblest decisions.

Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.

The best painting comes out of compulsions and obsessions, out of deep love or hate, out of intellectual or emotional involvement with something that lies outside the painting itself.

I think it’s pathetic that women and men treat each other worse than we treat our pets. It’s love or hate.

It seemed to Scobie that life was immeasurably long. Couldn’t the test of man have been carried out in fewer years? Couldn’t we have committed our first major sin at seven, have ruined ourselves for love or hate at ten, have clutched at redemption on a fifteen-year-old deathbed?

A people so individual in its genius, so tenacious in love or hate, so captivating in its nobler moods.

One thing that people don’t really understand is that as celebrity you rarely get fair treatment. You either get love or hate. It’s never really fair.

There si nothing upon the face of the earth so insipid as a medium. Give me love or hate! A friend that will go to jail for me, or an enemy that will run me through the body!

I thought for a long time that within art, that you would come up with an idea, you would labor over it intensely until you felt like it was done, and then when you finished it, that was the final stage. I started to realize that that’s not actually the completion of it. The final stage of any kind of art is to really lose control over it and let it affect other people. You can’t control the effect that it has on people, but you hope that it has some sort of reaction. You just hope that they’re not indifferent to it, you wanna make people feel something, whether it’s love or hate.

I think sometimes it’s hard to know what you feel, or to know what’s real and what’s not, because love or hate or any feeling is a belief. You can say you hate someone, but you don’t truly know them.

It lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.

When you were in love, you knew no fear or hatred. When you were fearful, there was no possibility of love or hate. And when there was hate, there was only hate.

Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.

It is better to put on the brakes sooner, for some fine day you begin to understand — to pardon everything — and then where is the charm of life, if you cannot love or hate any more?

Simply from the fact that we have regarded a thing with the emotion of pleasure or pain, though that thing be not the efficient cause of the emotion, we can either love or hate it.

You have no choice about your capacity to feel that something is good for you or evil, but what you will consider good or evil, what will give you joy or pain, what you will love or hate, desire or fear, depends on your standard of value.

I must, before I die, find some way to say the essential thing that is in me, that I have never said yet — a thing that is not love or hate or pity or scorn, but the very breath of life, fierce and coming from far away, bringing into human life the vastness and the fearful passionless force of non-human things.