The best hiding place was love. Thus the conversion from pristine sadism to fabricated hatred, to fraudulent love.

Love can be simply stated to be the desire of the human being to integrate oneself with other selves in such a way that one starts feeling the pain and pleasure of another person as if of one’s own. Hatred can be defined as just the opposite – to derive pleasure in the pain of others, while feeling unhappy seeing others happy

Hatred is never ended by hatred but by love

i never tasted the sweetness of your love. all i know is the bitterness of your hate...

Fake love is even worse than hatred.

years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute.