Posted by: jparkes | September 21, 2008

from “On the Pleasure of Hating”

“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.”

                                                                             William Hazlitt (1778-1830)

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