Quotes About Vengeance

We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman,scorned, slighted, dismissed without a parting pang.

If my brother was made to kneel... you will never walk again.

He wanted his enemies proud and strong, so that he could cast them further down in his vengeance.

To be betrayed by those he trusted seems to have ignited a spark of vengeance in Temujin, a desire for power that never left him. His childhood experiences created the man he would become, who would not bend or allow fear or weakness in any form. He cared nothing for possessions or wealth, only that his enemies fall.

The suffering of my enemies will be a feast to the spirits. When I am old, I will remember the tears they have shed and it will ease my bones.

Vengeance is a fine thing, but forgiveness can be just as cruel.

There was no justice in the world—unless he made it for himself. Unless he cut twice as deep as he had been cut and gave back blow for blow. He had the right.

Keep him alive," he whispered to the sky father. "Keep him strong and healthy. Keep him alive, for me to kill.

Your people will be torn from the land for this, Tartar. Your gers will burn and your herds will be scattered.

You have undertaken to cheat me. I won't sue you, for the law is too slow. I'll ruin you.

You his brother?' 'Yes, damn it!' I burst out. "And all I want is to get my hands on whoever did this to him!' 'Funny,' said a dick dryly, 'but so do we.' I didn't like him much after that. Sarcasm is out of place when a man has just been brought face to face with personal tragedy. ("Walls That Hear You")

And the blood remembers what the heart has never learned. The approach to kill. ("The Moon Of Montezuma")

Justice." She smiled again, but it quickly faded. "I'm surprised by you, Walt. I never thought of you as . . . as a vengeful person." "Pharisaic, I think, is the word you're looking for.

I wondered about all the individuals wandering around out there who were in serious need of the administration of a dreadful ass-kicking and weren't likely to get it.

Tendré un sitio entre los monstruos de la humanidad. Me quieren altiva, imperiosa, vengativa y fanática...Se podría añadir orgullosa hasta el punto de no poder decidirme a defenderme cuando sería tan fácil, porque prefiero la calumnia a rebajarme hasta mis calumniadores. Elena de Montijo

Tendré un sitio entre los monstruos de la humanidad. Me quieren altiva, imperiosa, vengativa y fanática… Se podría añadir orgullosa hasta el punto de no poder decidirme a defenderme cuando sería tan fácil, porque prefiero la calumnia a rebajarme hasta mis calumniadores».

Her mouth lifted from his, a few inches. "What makes you think…" Iona asked him quietly, "that I would let you die by any hand other than my own?

But when the SOB had taken Skye… You cut out my fucking heart. He wanted his heart back. He'd get it back.

Usually, you see this play as a guy who can't make up his mind, but our version is more of a revenge thriller than a man who is pontificating what he should do next. I've never seen a 'Hamlet' this big, this exciting, with this many cast members; it's quite a spectacle.

Vengeance is not the point; change is. But the trouble is that in most people's minds the thought of victory and the thought of punishing the enemy coincide.

The next time I see you," Sebastian said viciously, "no matter what the circumstances, I'm going to kill you. No law, nor weapon, nor God Himself will be able to stop it from happening. So if you value your life, don't let your path cross mine again.

Out with it, Bayning," he said coldly. "Did you come here merely to complain, or is there some point to all this?" "I'm taking her away from here. Away from you!" Harry gave a chilling smile. "I'll send you to hell first." - Harry & Bayning

He couldn't stand by and do nothing. Something inside him had been let out of its cage, and it wouldn't go back in until he'd made the world pay for hurting Cassandra. When he thought of what she might be feeling, how frightened and furious and wounded she must be... a strange and terrible emotion twisted all through him. He wanted Cassandra in his arms. He wanted to shield her from all this damned ugliness.

Mike felt a tug somewhere in his chest he didn't ever remember feeling, like someone was pulling at a hook. They were going to take care of this lovely woman. Keep her safe, take her away from danger. And then, well—forget about beating the guy up. Mike was going to find the fuckhead who'd hurt her and kill him.