I Hate What You Just Said
They Say it. We Hate It
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by JimLarkinsGhost on April 1, 2010
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by Larry Tate on April 22, 2009
by Larry Tate on April 21, 2009
by Larry Tate on April 17, 2009
by JimLarkinsGhost on March 25, 2009
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by Uncle Dell on June 23, 2008
by Larry Tate on June 15, 2008
by Larry Tate on May 25, 2008
by Larry Tate on May 13, 2008
Pure good soon grows insipid, wants variety and spirit. Pain is a bittersweet, which never surfeits. Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust. Hatred alone is immortal
From “On the Pleasure of Hating” (1826)
~ William Hazlitt