You cannot mix oil and water, likewise you cannot mix hatred and love; hatred will be repelled and exposed.
You must never wander for a chance to beloved from the same hatred you once hide.
Love cannot birth hate.
Clutching the claw around his neck, Fawn pushed away the dungeon of hatred. Goodness had a great truth, too, and that was sacrifice. It was something darkness could never understand, for it was entrenched with precious treasures like love.
When you've grown up mis-educated, surrounded by fear and hate, unaware of your privilege, lies can sound like the truth.