Death Quote by R.L. Griffin

“She wondered if everyone could smell it on her. It smelled like death and coffee, like lilies and dirt, and it permeated her.”

— R.L. Griffin

“Hatred was easy. The permutations constant over the years...he wanted me to know what I already knew: that I had no power. He saw…

— Emma Cline

“Why, she wondered, do we always reserve our worst hatred for our own?”

— Donna Woolfolk Cross

“Yes, it was real hatred - not the hatred we only read about in novels, which I do not believe in, hatred that is…

— Leo Tolstoy

“But sometimes this hatred broke like a wave, unexplainably collapsing under its own weight, and before it would begin to well up again, she…

— Sana Krasikov

“She radiated pure hatred; a hatred that could only develop when you love someone - the fine line between love and hate had been…

— Taryn Browning

“Don’t’ hate hatred. Wash it with the purifying water of unconditional love.”

— Debasish Mridha

“The following morning she realised they hated her. That hurt her feelings; she always preferred her hatred to be unreciprocated.”

— Joanna Kavenna

“She went through the days silent and numb, coming alive only with hatred...”

— Linda Howard

“ Hatred had blossomed from the vine of contempt in his heart, flowers of dark, grim splendor. ”

— Aleksandr Voinov

“Hatred had nothing to do with how good or how bad a person was- just what the people did.”

— Jeremy C. Shipp

“He’d never experienced hate before. It was like an ulcer growing on a tumor, festering and stinking. Late at night or between dreams and…

— Joe Ide