I have learned to hate all traitors, and there is no disease that I spit on more than treachery.
For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.
There is no disgrace in an enemy suffering ill at an enemy's hand, when you hate mutually.
Unjustly men hate death, which is the greatest defence against their many ills.
For this our task hath Fate spun without fail to last for ever sure, that we on man weighed down with deeds of hate should follow till the earth his life immure. Nor when he dies can he boast of being truly free.
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