A Quote by Elizabeth Chandler

old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him. — © Elizabeth Chandler
old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.
Acrid bitterness inevitably seeps into the lives of people who harbor grudges and suppress anger, and bitterness is always a poison. It keeps your pain alive instead of letting you deal with it and get beyond it. Bitterness sentences you to relive the hurt over and over.
It is more easy to forgive the weak who have injured us than the powerful whom we have injured.
I putter. I nurse old grudges. I fold origami while nursing old grudges. I think about the past. I wonder if there’s any grudges I should start.
That’s why it was so impossible to tell him goodbye — because I was in love with him. Too. I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him, but it was not enough to change anything; it was only enough to hurt us both more. To hurt him worse than I ever had.
A man calumniated is doubly injured -- first by him who utters the calumny, and then by him who believes it.
A man calumniated is doubly injured - first by him who utters the calumny, and then by him who believes it.
Nothing is more common than for persons to hate those whom they have injured.
An individual, thinking himself injured, makes more noise than a State.
I'm the world's worst bearer of grudges. I'm sure I'll be bearing grudges and paying off old scores on my death-bed.
He who harbors hatred and bitterness injures himself far more than the one towards whom he manifests these evil propensities.
I don't hold grudges or bitterness about the past.
The old man, of whom we know how he has become what he is, is more of an individual than the young man; for it is only in the course of an eventful life that men are differentiated into full individuality.
There is a new philosophy for weapons: it's more expensive to hurt people than to kill people. It's terrible. When you have a band of guys on the battlefield, if someone is dead, he's dead. If someone is injured then they have to take care of him, so six people are busy.
She thought, "He whom I love more than my father or mother, he of whom I am always thinking, and in whose hands I would so willingly trust my lifelong happiness. I dare do anything to win him and to gain an immortal soul.
Hurt leads to bitterness, bitterness to anger, travel too far that road and the way is lost.
It is the nature of the human disposition to hate him whom you have injured.
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