revenge

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

That little girl was dead and in her place stood a cold-blooded killer.

I won't argue with you, but still it's secretly turning me into a hateful person. I figure that the best revenge, though, is to leave people to their own devices, and they will make their own lives hell.

Fool that I am," said he,"that I did not tear out my heart the day I resolved to revenge myself".

Perish the universe, provided I have my revenge!

She has her helmet, shield and sword. Does she finish him or take pity on the gutless thing before her?Does she set fire and smoke him out, forcing him to fight, or does she let him live with himself and take satisfaction from knowing that he has never been in a real fight in his life and that one day he will have to face his demons in person, along with the consequences, and that both can be far more painful than anything she could ever do to him.

For some offenses, there is only retribution." Nora Hawks, "One Woman's Vengeance.

If you want a revenge, don't hold it. It poisons you.Either you just let the grudge go, or make him chary.

-"-A book takes me a year to write. It's too hard work for a revenge."-"If you knew how little you had to revenge...".

If you have to injure someone, then make it so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.

...it is by our actions that we are destroyed or saved. The choice is ours.

I joined the army to avenge the deaths of my family and to survive, but I've come to learn that if I am going to take revenge, in that process I will kill another person whose family will want revenge; then revenge and revenge and revenge will never come to an end...

My reign is not yet over... you live, and my power is complete. Follow me; I seek the everlasting ices of the north, where you will feel the misery of cold and frost to which I am impassive. You will find near this place, if you follow not too tardily, a dead hare; eat and be refreshed. Come on, my enemy; we have yet to wrestle for our lives; but many hard and miserable hours must you endure until that period shall arrive.

Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

She'd said that revenge was not sweet, that it was bloody. She was wrong. It *was* sweet. For one fleeting, glorious moment you felt incredible satisfaction. Then it was gone, empty, and you had to go on living. The power high that filled me with her light had faded, and all I tasted now were bitter ashes.

Revenge writing is a female genre. Men who have been left by women or made cuckolds by rivals either lick their wounds in humiliated silence or start the Trojan Wars. Having no other power or public voice, the betrayed woman reaches for her pen.

Funny thing about revenge. It could make a killer out of a nun.