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I am talking about offering my services to Nahara. Helping them to rise in world power.” -Kai Sera Cerin Heliot: “It will be hard to convince them you are capable of this.” Kai: “Will it? I have the blood of the gods, Cerin, and Nahara is a country of religion.” Cerin: “What gives you such drive?” Kai: “Revenge.

(aside) Oh, you are well tuned now, But I’ll set down the pegs that make this music, As honest as I am.

I believe in revenge... I’ve lost faith in much over the years, but not that.

I can be ruthless, unforgiving, and a manipulative bastard. But I don’t play games with sex.

I can't get his bones to go down the fucking drain. I try to stuff the tiny holes, too tiny for this pain. I can't get his bones to break any way for my gain. Break them back a little too far, never too far for the sake of sane.

I certainly don’t have any interest in being on a dark veranda with any man except my husband, unlike some women do.” - Esther Norman

I clench my fists and try not to scream and I tuck my friends in my heart and revenge I think has never looked so sweet.

I chose not to fight it. Eating them...is my revenge.

I could not make it right, but I could make someone pay for how wrong it had been.

I could hardly get to sleep for dreaming of revenge.

I dead each day when her call was busy elsewhere.

...I'd given him my virginity because he told me I was special, but apparently I was simply a new link in a very long chain." "So what did you do?" ... "Put red pepper sauce in his rubbers.

I do not believe that I am a vindictive man, but when the immortal gods take a hand in the matter it is pardonable to observe the results with complacency.

I dont celebrate any friendship that was build on hate, because we share the common enemy.

I don't get jealous, I get even.

I don’t know how these things died without benefit of a bullet to the brain pan. They seemed to exist in an eternal twilight of longing.

I don't seek revenge because the karma bus always arrives on time.

I don't mind having to die now, for I see that he is the cause of my death is about to share the same fate.

If the world is unjust, get drunk, wave a sword, then cut off heads.

I felt a lunatic’s laugh welling up inside me.

If I ask God to punish my enemy with vengeful prayers, then He is fair to allow the enemy to do the same for me.

If I had allowed myself to dwell on revenge, it would turn to bitterness, and bitterness is the worst poison a man can give himself.

If Mark really had managed to acquire some information about the Mogodorians, and if doing so had gotten him into some kind of trouble, then we needed to help him

If, one day, you find yourself involved in a dirty game, keep in mind that you end up screwed unless you screw your opponent over.

If the secret core of potlatch is the reciprocity of exchange, why is this reciprocity not asserted directly, why does it assume the “mystified” form of two consecutive acts each of which is staged as a free voluntary display of generosity? Here we encounter the paradoxes of forced choice, of freedom to do what is necessary, at its most elementary: I have to do freely what I am expected to do. (If, upon receiving a gift, I immediately return it to the giver, this direct circulation would amount to an extremely aggressive gesture of humiliation, it would signal that I refused the other’s gifts — recall those embarrassing moments when elderly people forget and give us last year’s present once again … ) …the reciprocity of exchange is in itself thoroughly ambiguous; at its most fundamental, it is destructive of the social bond, it is the logic of revenge, tit for tat. To cover this aspect of exchange, to make it benevolent and pacific, one has to pretend that each person’s gift is free and stands on its own. This brings us to potlatch as the “pre-economy of the economy,” its zero-level, that is, exchange as the reciprocal relation of two non-productive expenditures. If the gift belongs to Master and exchange to the Servant, potlatch is the paradoxical exchange between Masters. Potlach is simultaneously the zero-level of civility, the paradoxical point at which restrained civility and obscene consumption overlap, the point at which it is polite to behave impolitely.

If we choose to, we can live in a world of comforting illusions. We can allow ourselves to be deceived by false realities. Or we can use them to hide our true intentions.

...if you bare your arse to a vengeful unicorn, the number of possible outcomes dwindles to one.

If you cut a tree down make sure you also cut the roots for if not a new tree will come

If you do not want to stop the wheels of progress; if you do not want to go back to the Dark Ages; if you do not want to live again under tyranny, then you must guard your liberty, and you must not let the church get control of your government. If you do, you will lose the greatest legacy ever bequeathed to the human race—intellectual freedom. Now let me tell you another thing. If all the energy and wealth wasted upon religion—in all of its varied forms—had been spent to understand life and its problems, we would today be living under conditions that would seem almost like Utopia. Most of our social and domestic problems would have been solved, and equally as important, our understanding and relations with the other peoples of the world would have, by now, brought about universal peace. Man would have a better understanding of his motives and actions, and would have learned to curb his primitive instincts for revenge and retaliation. He would, by now, know that wars of hate, aggression, and aggrandizement are only productive of more hate and more human suffering. The enlightened and completely emancipated man from the fears of a God and the dogma of hate and revenge would make him a brother to his fellow man. He would devote his energies to discoveries and inventions, which theology previously condemned as a defiance of God, but which have proved so beneficial to him. He would no longer be a slave to a God and live in cringing fear!

If you don’t take care of the disenfranchised and outcasts of your city, they will come knocking on your door one day with revenge and bitterness

If you feel like you need revenge, getting it won't help you.

If you have influence on other people. Dont be influenced by their hate, money, jealousy, anger and popularity .

If you needed revenge, you’ve got it. Every minute that I’m with you knowing that you’re not mine is like hydrochloric acid in a razor cut.

If you're gonna shoot an elephant Mr. Schneider, you better be prepared to finish the job.

I feel something hot and violent writhing in my stomach. I want to hurt them. I stare at my eyes in the mirror. I want so, so I will.

If I had it my way I'd slit your throat with the knife that you left in my back.

If only, revenge had the power to bring peace.

If Recsk had taught him anything, it was that for those intent on killing, life was the ultimate revenge.

If you’d saved the girl, you’d be a hero. Next time.

If you have to injure someone, then make it so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.

If you keep on retaliating what you receive, you'll be stuck in a infinite abyss of revenge and vendetta.

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

If you seek revenge, it means you're scared or you feel guilty for what happened in some way. It's okay to be angry with someone, but don't think about revenge. It's like a disease that eats you up.

If you want a revenge, don't hold it. It poisons you. Either you just let the grudge go, or make him chary.

I gazed on my victim, and my heart swelled with exultation and hellish triumph; clapping my hands, I exclaimed, 'I too can create desolation; my enemy is not invulnerable; this death will carry despair to him, and a thousand other miseries shall torment and destroy him.

I have learned that it is one thing to kill in battle, to send a brave man's soul to the corpse hall of the gods, but quite another to take a helpless man's life...

I have seen under the sun, vengeance is of the Lord.

I got both hands on her throat and there was nothing inside me but the black madness of that desire to kill her, to close my hands until she turned purple and lay still and there’d be an end to her forever. Let them send me to the chair. Let ’em burn me. All they could do was kill me.

I hammered on the Poes' front door like Alaric on the gates of Rome. Poe said that a gaudy figure of speech was a silk cravat around a dirty neck. He didn't say whether the truth lay in the plain thing or in its fancy.

I have earned my revenge on everyone who hurt me. My father, who tortured me every day - I crushed his chest and his heart. Teren, sick and twisted and mad - I took away his beloved just as he took away mine. Raffaele, who betrayed and manipulated me - I seized control of the prince he loves, and I made sure he watched his prince destroy in my name. And Violetta, darling, dearest sister who turned her back when I needed her the most. I cast her out. I finally said everything to her that I wanted to say. I have hurt back.