You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me, and still come with me, and hating me through death and after. There is no such word as indifference in my apathetic nature. Unknown
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In this quote, Lord Byron is speaking about the intense nature of love. How much you love someone, the more jealous you become when they are in another relationship. The reason being, you feel that you deserve to be with them all to yourself, and that they cannot love someone else as much as they love you. In the last sentence of the quote, Lord Byron says that what is even more selfish is when you hate someone because you have been hurt.

This is when he says that there is no such word as indifference in his apathetic nature. He felt he could not love anyone else more than he loved himself; but if someone had hurt him, especially if it was through betrayal, he would hate them more than he ever did before.

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