Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place.
Political correctness does not legislate tolerance; it only organizes hatred.
Love or hatred must constantly increase between two persons who are always together; every moment fresh reasons are found for loving or hating better.
Hatred is self-punishment.
Hatred, which could destroy so much, never failed to destroy the man who hated, and this was an immutable law.