Hatred suffers no fools and is harsh.
Hatred envies.
Hatred vaunts itself, is puffed up, behaves itself unseemly, seeks its own, is easily provoked, and thinks only evil.
Hatred rejoices in iniquity but not in the truth.
It bears nothing, believes nothing, hopes nothing, endures nothing.
Hatred wears goodness away.
Now there abide these three: doubt, despair, and hatred. But the most abhorrent of these is hatred.
