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"He hates me more," says Peeta. "I don't think people in general are his sort of thing."
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"The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles."
"Pride has quite a bit to do with hatred. In many a case in which one hates another, one subconsciously begins patterns of cherry-picking and selective hearing: he continues to look only for things about the other person which he can use to justify his hatred, things which will then make him feel less guilty about hating someone. In this regard, hatred is not so much an emotion as it is a decision."
"This is not the person I wanted to become: Hatred has carved a permanent place inside me, a hollow where things are so easily lost."
"Hatred gives you nothing, takes nothing from you, but destroys everything you have! Be careful of ideas of hatred that comes into your head. Destroy them before they make nests in your mind!"
"The word phobic has its place when properly used, but lately it's been declawed by the pompous insistence that most animosity is based upon fear rather than loathing.... I hate computers. My hatred is entrenched, and I nourish it daily. I'm comfortable with it, and no community outreach program will change my mind."
"I'm not homophobic, I'm not a bigot, I'm not pandering to hatred."
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