The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was e — Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
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The function of hate, as Sarai saw it, was to stamp out compassion—to close a door in one's own self and forget it was ever there. If you had hate, then you could see suffering—and cause it—and feel nothing except perhaps a sordid vindication.

— Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
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