“Hatred was easy. The permutations constant over the years...he wanted me to know what I already knew: that I had no power.… — Emma Cline Copy Share Image
“Hatred is as easy as slipping on a well-worn woolen cloak. If only it provided the comfort of one.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“These people are so damned proud of their hatred! Hatred is easy, and lazy to boot. It’s love that demands effort, love… — Erika Johansen Copy Share Image
