Quotes About Vengeance

Maybe he would drain Kit's blood in one swift act rather than torture him for days

But secondly you say 'society must exact vengeance, and society must punish'. Wrong on both counts. Vengeance comes from the individual and punishment from God.

The guillotine is the ultimate expression of Law, and its name is vengeance; it is not neutral, nor does it allow us to remain neutral.

She was satisfied after the manner of that Arab woman, who, having received a box on the ear from her husband, went to complain to her father, and cried for vengeance, saying: Father, you owe my husband affront for affront. The father asked: On which cheek did you receive the blow? On the left cheek. The father slapped her right cheek and said: Now you are satisfied. Go tell your husband that he boxed my daughter's ears, and that I have accordingly boxed his wife's.

vengeance would only taste sweet for a second, and then it would be a permanent stain on her soul.

Before I die many will die with me and they'll deserve it. See you in Hell.

Sayid Halabi was rotting in the Somali desert thanks to Scott Coleman

You," Damon said somewhat indistinctly through the blood in his mouth, "have been a naughty boy, boy.

It's not wrong to hustle hustlers. It's like killing murderers, a public service. -Damon Salvatore

He lied, Jenny thought, racing up the steps. He changed the rules and he lied. Sometimes you can't return good for evil; sometimes evil simply has to be stopped.

I love vengeance like normal people love sunsets and long walks on the beach. I eat vengeance with a spoon like it's honey. In fact, I may not even be a real person, but just a vow of vengeance made flesh.

Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one's soul so entangled in it that you can't let it go, even if you try. If you feel it--if you really feel it--then you speak it like it's a still-beating heart clenched in your fist and there's blood running down your arm, dripping off your elbow, and you can't let go.

Let me tell you something about me. I love vengeance like normal people love sunsets and long walks on the beach. I eat vengeance with a spoon like it's honey. In fact, I may not even be a real person, but just a vow of vengeance made flesh.

How do you act like you've lost your soul?" Akiva asked. He meant it as a lighthearted question about a children's game, but when he heard himself say the words, he thought, Who knows better than I? You betray everything you believe in. You drown your grief in vengeance. You kill and keep killing until there's no one left.

You argued before that the dead don't want to be avenged, and that may be right, sometimes, but when you're the one left alive -" "We don't know that they're -" Karou broke in, but couldn't even finish the sentence. "Life feels stolen." "Given." "And the only response that makes sense to the heart is vengeance," he said. "I know. Believe me. But I'm hiding in a shower with you instead of trying to kill you, so it would seem that the heart can change its mind.

The gods had been dead for fifteen years, after all, but their hate had lingered, and ruled in their stead.

Kindly confirm: If someone's evil, then killing them isn't murder. It's SLAYING, and not only legal but encouraged. Correct?

Have an enemy, be an enemy. Hate those who hate you. Hate them better. Hate them worse . Be the monster they dear the most. And whatever you can, and however you can, make them suffer .

A person could be driven mad by hate. It was a force as destructive as any Mesarthim gift, and harder to end than a god. The gods had been dead for fifteen years, after all, but their hate had lingered, and ruled in their stead.

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

I think not. I prefer my victims to know who killed them." "So they can dream of your lovely face for all their eternal slumber," said Hazael. "It's a blessing to die at the hand of someone beautiful,

The blade glinted its descent, and Akiva fell forward on his hands. He was shredded, empty. Love, peace, wonder: gone. Hope, humanity: gone. All that remained was vengeance.

Have an enemy, be an enemy. Hate those who hate you. Hate them better. Hate them worse . Be the monster they fear the most. And whenever you can, and however you can, make them suffer .

I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches, Puttin thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches.