A Quote by Seneca the Younger

Whom they have injured they also hate. — © Seneca the Younger
Whom they have injured they also hate.
It is the nature of the human disposition to hate him whom you have injured.
It is a principle of human nature to hate those whom we have injured.
Nothing is more common than for persons to hate those whom they have injured.
It is more easy to forgive the weak who have injured us than the powerful whom we have injured.
... real pity should stretch out to people whom we do not like -- to those whom we have injured or who despitefully use us.
Is it only the mouth and belly which are injured by hunger and thirst? Men's minds are also injured by them.
Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead.
That's always a concern with a player when he's injured. There's a difference between injured and pain. If a guy's injured, he's injured. Pain is pain. Guys can play with pain. Guys can't play when they're injured.
We are always the most violent against those whom we have injured.
When a librarian really believes that a book is harmful, that its content is contrary to the welfare of the community, or that it is destructive of good taste, even if those are his opinions only, he has not only the right, but also the obligation to do what he properly can to keep that book out of the hand of those whom he thinks might be injured by it.
It is a characteristic of the human mind to hate the man one has injured.
It belongs to human nature to hate those you have injured.
Men are not only prone to forget benefits; they even hate those who have obliged them, and cease to hate those who have injured them. The necessity of revenging an injury, or of recompensing a benefit seems a slavery to which they are unwilling to submit.
I am not I. I am this one walking beside me whom I do not see, whom at times I manage to visit, and whom at other times I forget; who remains calm and silent while I talk, and forgives, gently, when I hate, who walks where I am not, who will remain standing when I die.
old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.
I hate polite conversation. I hate it when people stand around and go, "Hi, how are you?" I hate words that don't have any reason or meaning. Also I hate it when people smoke in elevators and closed in places. It's just so rude.
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