“My bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne’er look back, ne’re ebb to humble love,
Till that a capable and wide revenge
Swallow them up.”
Shakespeare, Othlello (1603)
Hatred is the child of resentment and impotence. For hate to thrive, a man must feel that he has suffered unjust harm, but he must also lack the means to take revenge upon his enemy. He may lack the strength, or the courage, or the deadly and devious guile; but hate springs to life only when a man has suffered harmed and there is nothing he can do about it. The pain of harm must join with the pain of humiliation, and what issues from this union are the bloody thoughts of hate.
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