If you are hated, it's as if you are loved, you mean too much to the person that hates you

They hate you not because of what you have done but because of who you are; you are different from who they are, and you are occupying the ground they want for themselves.

We hate people who honestly tell us what they think about us. We wish we were what we are not

Sometimes I reach the highest heights of hope, at other times I reach the deepest of despair. Sometimes I am happy, at other times I am sad. At some point I am a believer, and at some other time an unbeliever. Sometimes I love, some other times I hate. That’s what it means to be human.