Revenge is always the weak pleasure of a little and narrow mind.

Riots happen because rationale is eclipsed by revenge.

Nature can be cruel. Predators are everywhere. Those who don’t need to be protected from outside forces often need to be protected from themselves. In society, women are referred to as “the fairer sex”. But...

Oh, Mercédès, I have spoken your name with sighs of melancholy, with groans of pain and with the croak of despair. I have spoken it frozen with cold, huddled on the straw of my dungeon....

It is the link between satisfaction and redress–the idea that a satisfaction scene, whatever else it is, is a revenge tragedy–that I want to pursue; and the sense that we waylay our desire–make it literally...

Those we murder with our mouths often live longest

I chose not to fight it. Eating them…is my revenge.

That’s what it’s come to, Miller thought, rubbing a hand across his chin. Pogroms after all. Cut off just a hundred more heads, just a thousand more heads, just ten thousand more heads, and then...

What was she hoping to gain from his death? That it would numb the pain of his betrayal, or heal her injured pride? Her red sister didn’t know much about love.

Absolution is the washing away of sin. The promise of rebirth. And the chance to escape the transgressions of those who came before us. The best among us will learn from the mistakes of the...

In its purest form, a union becomes part of our very essence. And when that bond is broken, our essence is forever changed.

Winston Churchill. As I recall it, though, he was making excuses for the British Empire’s budget deficits. It has no moral significance.

Revenge is a bad policy if you gain nothing out of it, but under the same circumstances, forgiveness is even a worse one.

No. I didn’t say you could talk yet.You made me feel like crap. I didn’t fit into your little definition of perfect and you never let me forget it. I can assure you there is...

«,Vengarme? ,Venganza? Yo ya tomé la mía. Corté las cabezas de los bandidos que acabaron con mi familia. Las clavé en tres estacas y las miré durante días y días. Y en elvacío y la...

What can I say? Death is messy. And she had it coming.

I shouldn’t have taken a vow of silence, I told myself. What did I want? Nothing much. Just a memorial. But what is a memorial, when you come right down to it, but a commemoration...

She smiled at him like a freshman invited to the senior prom. It made my blood boil.

During our time together in this place Holly didn’t outright avoid me or treat me rudely. But she wasn’t—how do women like to put it? She wasn’t emotionally available to me.

Have you ever dealt with people who have lost everything in just an hour? In the morning you leave the house where your wife, your children, your parents live. You return and you find a...

Yeah, reflections! The same, but different. Like twins – like blood brothers! And when you need something bad done, like punishment or revenge, you’ll just ask me, and I will do it –

I have found that there are two ways of dealing with men. Either you treat them with respect, or you kill them. Anything in between merely breeds resentment and the desire for revenge.

A need for revenge can burn long and hot. Especially if every glance in a mirror reinforces it.

There can be no greater motivator for evil than a huge sense of injustice!

But I want to be better than the lessons they taught me. I want my love to be greater that my hate, my mercy to be stronger than my vengeance.

The best revenge is living well, my dad told me once.

I don’t like it, but my hands are tied. I just want you to know this: if I ever get the chance to betray you, I will. If the opportunity arises to pay you back,...

Quotes from BEGINNINGS: Where A Life Begins……….Life did not improve for Maria; it just became slowly less unbearableAlia’s mother was more than twice her age. Not yet old enough to be expected to die of...

IMr Heathcliff, you have nobody to love you; and, however miserable you make us, we shall still have the revenge of thinking that your cruelty arises from your greater misery! You are miserable, are you...

Absolution is the most powerful form of forgiveness. A full pardon from suspicion and accountability. It’s the liberation of a stolen future. A future my father never lived to see. Absolution is a mercy the...

In every life, there comes a day of reckoning – a time when unsettled scores demand retribution, and our own lies and transgressions are finally laid bare.

We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage.

I also knew that the deep rumble rolling through us was only nerves, a sensitivity to imagined repercussion, as if a sound were built into revenge.

When someone is mean to me, I just make them a victim in my next book.

It’s hard to be done a favor by a man you hate. It’s hard to hate him so much afterwards. Losing an enemy can be worse than losing a friend, if you’ve had him for...

—Yo solo quería tener a alguien que me quisiera en verdad. Como lo que tienes con Robert.—Yo no tengo nada con él—me defendí de inmediato.—Lo quieres—suspiró—Y él te quiere a ti, se nota. Él es...

If I had allowed myself to dwell on revenge, it would turn to bitterness, and bitterness is the worst poison a man can give himself.

And so we know the satisfaction of hate. We know the sweet joy of revenge. How it feels good to get even. Oh, that was a nice idea Jesus had. That was a pretty notion,...

Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers; vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining.

Humans might have so many roles in life…. yet revenge is not one of them

I WANT DOMINGO MONTOYA YOU SON OF A BITCH!

What thief does not fight to hold what he has?””One that has something better” – Locke Lamora to the Gray king

Revenge is not redress. Revenge is a wheel, and it turns backwards.

They all laughed when I said I’d become a comedian. Well, they’re not laughing now.

Hold mirth tight against your breast, but answer every injury with bladed heart.

Revenge is what I want. Nothing but pure unadulterated revenge. But my mother brought me up to be a lady.

I want to write a song about retaliation called, “Oh Yeah, and I Faked Every Orgasm…While You Were Out of Town.

There in its nasty, stinking, underground home our insulted, crushed and ridiculed mouse promptly becomes absorbed in cold, malignant and, above all, everlasting spite. For forty years together it will remember its injury down to...

Some say that our lives are defined by the sum of our choices. But it isn’t really our choices that distinguish who we are. It’s our commitment to them.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. a burn for a burn. a life for a life. that’s how all this got started. and that’s how it’s going to end.