Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed.

I loved her. I still love her, though I curse her in my sleep, so nearly one are love and hate, the two most powerful and devasting emotions that control man, nations, life.

Love is a strange master, and human nature is still stranger.

To show pity is felt as a sign of contempt because one has clearly ceased to be an object of fear as soon as one is pitied.

The usual fortune for complaint is to excite contempt more than pity

Practice the vocabulary of love - unlearn the language of hate and contempt.