Quotes About Retribution

phrased it. "The state sends him to prison, and the church gives you an apology in the

They're going to demand your death, Darren.

I hope they don't hang you, precious, by that sweet neck. Yes, angel, I'm gonna send you over. The chances are you'll get off with life. That means if you're a good girl, you'll be out in 20 years. I'll be waiting for you. If they hang you, I'll always remember you. (Sam Spade to Brigid O'Shaughnessy)

Yes,' Spade growled. 'And when you're slapped you'll take it and like it.' He released Cairo's wrist and with a thick open hand struck the side of his face three times savagely.

You ought to have known I'd do it! My voice sounded harsh and savage like a stranger's in my ears. Didn't I steal a crutch from a cripple?

No. There is no balance, and no retribution, and no rules. The rules and balances you blather about are hopeful creations of a man fearing death.

They started a great fire in the middle of the market, and from this fire they took burning logs and torches, and these they threw onto the roofs of most of the homes within a one-mile radius. The few men who resisted were shot. This was effectively the end of any kind of life in Marial Bai for some time. Again, the rebels for whom this was retribution were nowhere to be found.

no one can do an injury to you without doing an injury to themselves.

His jumpsuit was white, and on the back were the letters D and R printed in black. They stood for "death row". Mars had equated it to a snake's rattle, warning folks to stay the hell away.

He said quietly, "My life is over, Katie. But whoever did this to Anna is going to die. And soon.

Rogers raised a fist to deliver a blow to the head that would have almost certainly killed the man. The spot on his head was burning like somebody had set it on fire with an acetylene torch.

There's a whole catalogue of nasty little emotions curdling in the human spirit, and anything the least bit out of the ordinary raises the possibility of retribution.

People prefer not to believe in that sort of thing. There's a whole catalogue of nasty little emotions curdling in the human spirit, and anything the least bit out of the ordinary raises the possibility of retribution.

Blood will have blood.

Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me.

Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dust. (Act V, Scene 2, 2503)

It will have blood they say - blood will have blood.

For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up. Urchins Shall forth at vast of night that they may work All exercise on thee. Thou shalt be pinched As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made 'em.

If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.

Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.

I'll beat thee, but I should infect my hands.

Ho! now you strike like the blind man; t'was the boy that stole your meat, and you'll beat the post.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us.