Anger, if not restrained, is frequently more hurtful to us than the injury that provokes it.
Men love their vices and hate them at the same time.
The foremost art of Kings is the power to endure hatred.
Tis a human trait to hate one you have wronged
The condition of all who are preoccupied is wretched, but most wretched is the condition of those who labor at preoccupations that are not even their own, who regulate their sleep by that of another, their walk by the pace of another, who are under orders in case of the freest things in the world-loving and hating. If these wish to know how short their life is, let them reflect how small a part of it is their own.
Nothing is more hateful to wisdom than to much cunning.
No one can be despised by another until he has learned to despise himself.
Whom they have injured they also hate.
True love hates and will not bear delay.
