“The first time we came into the laundromat, my dad threw my stuffed dog, Otto, into a washing machine with all of our clothes, and I started screaming. I thought it would kill him, all the hot water and bubbles, I really thought that. Any my dad just gripped my arm and said, "How can you be so stupid? It's not real, it's a toy, it's not real." Over and over again, he said that. And I cried for hours, couldn't stop, even though my dad was furious. I was sure Otto was dead.”
Source: Magnolia Wu Unfolds It All
“The bravest weapon in the universe is a mind that refuses to hate.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“In a paradigm of hate,
be the paradox of love -
glue to the galaxy,
epoxy of the epoch.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Do young ducks become better ducks than their parents? What if a duck is just a duck and a human is just a human and we don’t change as much as we think? Ducks still keep quacking and humans still keep hating.”
Source: The Midnight Train
“Don't let your ancestors tell you who to hate. Their hate must die with them, so their children can build bridges across ancient battle lines, of battles fought for long forgotten reasons.”
“The old woman, is she your mother?"
"Fuck the gods, prefect. Is it not clear I despise her?"
"That is why I asked.”
Source: Black Leopard, Red Wolf
“The first lesson in teaching someone how to love is to teach them how not to hate.”
Source: 11th Hour Awakening: An Evolutionary Guide to a New Humanity
“What if it were him on television, explaining science to the masses? He's no meteorologist. He doesn't have a fancy degree. But he might do the job with ease, same as her. What separates them? Opportunity? The fact she was born here, and he on the island? We're just a slave-ship stop away from each other.”
Source: Loca
“Our projections make angels and demons out of people, who stand as proxies for the emotions we might otherwise be incapable or expressing. And when an angel dies, we are overwhelmed with grief, not just, or even primarily, for the one who has dies, but for ourselves.”
Source: A History of Love and Hate in 21 Statues
“Show's over. My God, a show. Like our pain is entertainment.”
Source: Internment