I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
I love her and she loves me, and we hate each other with a wild hatred born of love.
It's wonderful how, the moment you talk about God and love, your voice becomes hard, and your eyes fill with hatred. No, Margret, you certainly haven't the true faith.
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends