vengeance

Always seek justice, but love only mercy. To love justice and hate mercy is but a doorway to more injustice.

It is so easy at times for a lonely individual to begin fantasizing about what the people outside are saying about him and, in result, irrationally and fearfully, and sometimes angrily, fancy himself a villain.

Though I'm not sure, I thought I saw women dressed in black, with her head and face covered by a black veil, duck behind a tree as we approached the road and parked car. Hiding so we wouldn't see her. But I caught a glimpse, enough to reveal the rope of lustrous pearls she wore. Pearls that were there for a thin white hand to lift and nervously, out of long habit, twist and untwist into a knot. Only one women I knew did that--and she was the perfect one to wear black, and should run to hide!Forever hide! Color all her days black! Every last one!

Life and peace. Victory and vengeance.And never the twain shall meet.

Part of me wants justice for this. Part of me wants to never cause harm to another.

Grudges are for those who insist that they are owed something; forgiveness, however, is for those who are substantial enough to move on.

Art makes murder into the supreme image of Beauty and in doing so sets free the vengeful God. (referring to Jean Lorrain's LE VICE ERRANT)

Vengeance is sweet. Vengeance taken when the vengee isn't sure who the venger is, is sweeter still.

No one messes around with a nerd__ computer and escapes unscathed.

She better be capable of achieving something of the greatness that a cure for cancer would give the world or as damned good of an assassin as he was. If she possessed none of that, she should at least be the kind of woman with both a personality and face that could make any man question his better judgment. There weren__ enough of those in the world, at least not in the world he knew.

I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death.

If you kick a lion when it is down, God help you when it gets up.

I have taken many lives in my life. Many children, perhaps husbands, wives, parents. Perhaps it is only just that this same violation was inflicted upon me. Perhaps it is just that one who lives a life of war becomes a refugee from it.

Hero,_ he said softly, in a manner that was much like his father__. __engeance and glory are the ways of the Greeks and the Trojans. We are of the Herdsmen.

It is not easy to soothe the immortal gods from their vengeance.

The psychological components of war have not gone away__ominance, vengeance, callousness, tribalism, groupthink, self-deception

Can it be that there is not enough space for man in this beautiful world, under those immeasurable, starry heavens? Is it possible that man's heart can harbour, amid such ravishing natural beauty, feelings of hatred, vengeance, or the desire to destroy his fellows? All the evil in man, one would think, should disappear on contact with Nature, the most spontaneous expression of beauty and goodness.

When it comes to world news, attitude is what marks the distinction between justice and vengeance. Justice is pure, but vengeance brings more ruin.