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“Despite all the positive psychological attributes of hatred we have outlined, hatred destroys finally the core of the life of the hater. While it lasts, burning in white heat, its effect seems positive and dynamic. But at last it turns to ash, for it guarantees a final isolation from one’s fellows. It blinds the individual to all values of worth, even as they apply to himself and to his fellows. Hatred bears deadly and bitter fruit. It is blind and nondiscriminating.”

Quote by Howard Thurman

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Jesus and the Disinherited

This book delves into the teachings of Jesus, focusing on their application to the lives of those who are socially, economically, and politically disadvantaged. more

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Howard Thurman
Howard Thurman

Howard Thurman was an American author, theologian, and civil rights activist. His works primarily explored issues of race relations, spiritual growth, and human unity. Born in 1899, he passed away on April 10, 1981. more

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