Quotes About Revenge

The witch knew who had killed her and she snatched pieces of time, here and there, from the business of dying, to make her revenge.

As they went, The Witch's Revenge sang a song: I had no mother and my mother had no mother and her mother had no mother and her mother had no mother and her mother had no mother and you have no mother to sing you this song

Soldado del Ejército Rojo: ahora estás en suelo alemán. ¡Ha llegado la hora de la venganza!». Era

The man who seeks revenge digs two graves.

Heraclitus says that Pittacus, when he had got Alcæus into his power, released him, saying, "Forgiveness is better than revenge.

The truly great man is as apt to forgive as his power is able to revenge.

Dr. Flint had sworn that he would make me suffer, to my last day, for this new crime against him, as he called it; and as long as he had me in his power he kept his word

Do not seek power for revenge. Seek power in order to avoid situations that would make you want revenge.

O that I were a man, or that I had powerTo execute my apprehended wishes!I would whip some with scorpions.

Storytelling? God started that. Discovery. Lust. Murder. Revenge. Power. Sin. Redemption. Forgiveness. Miracles. We simply retell the stories in the language of our generation.

Should I string her up or strangle her in bed, suffocate that venomous head? Or perhaps I'll just whip her to death. Listen, do me a favor, kill my wife.

We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to whither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle which never stops---which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober, and in our depth of desolation, never to despair.

We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to wither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle which never stops—which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober, and in our depth of desolation, never to despair.

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.

Let me be cruel, not unnatural; I will speak daggers to her, but use none. My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites: How in my words somever she be shent, To give them seals never, my soul, consent!

Though those who are betrayed do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor stands in worse case of woe.

If I can catch him once upon the hip,I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.

In Aleppo once,Where a malignant and a turban'd TurkBeat a Venetian and traduc'd the state,I took by the throat the circumcised dog,And smote him thus.

O! a kissLong as my exile, sweet as my revenge!

What! wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

Mine enemy's dog,Though he had bit me, should have stood that nightAgainst my fire.

Thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.

Like to the Pontick sea,Whose icy current and compulsive courseNe'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due onTo the Propontic and the Hellespont,Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,Till that a capable and wide revengeSwallow them up.

By this leek, I will most horribly revenge. I eat and eat, I swear.