#revenge

My former bullies pay extra to come backstage and meet me after shows, and I pretend not to know them in front of their friends. It is the most divine pleasure to exact the revenge of the brutalized child that resides within. ↗

— Margaret Cho

#backstage #brutalized #bullies #child #come

The ultimate revenge is being on Top Of The Pops. ↗

— Siobhan Fahey

#pops #revenge #top #ultimate

Getting inside the mind of a terrorist wasn't difficult at all. Even as children, human beings fabricate elaborate revenge fantasies. We're not a particular species. Check out popular video games. ↗

— Alan Dean Foster

#check #children #difficult #elaborate #even

Revenge is sweet and not fattening. ↗

— Alfred Hitchcock

#revenge #sweet

No trait is more justified than revenge in the right time and place. ↗

— Meir Kahane

#more #place #revenge #right #right time

The master and mistress of the house and the rest of the Blood -even the Crux himself- brought our food, poured the wine, did our bidding. The centerpiece was a roasted stag. crowned with gilded antlers and stuffed with songbirds; they had hunted well. We were forbidden to kill the deer that fattened on our coleworts and stole our grain, and the venison tasted all the better for the salt of revenge. ↗

— Sarah Micklem

#feast #peasants #revenge #venison #food

An eye for an eye, and the whole world would be blind. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#retribution #revenge #forgiveness

Tell me, tutor,' I said. 'Is revenge a science, or an art? ↗

— Mark Lawrence

#revenge #science #art

She smiles at our husband as she moves, and he blushes, overcome by her beauty. But I know what her smile really means...Her smile is her revenge. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#beauty

Concealing himself from his father's wrath, behind the barn with wick turned low and his face two inches from the rough sawtooth page, Young Crawford had read of these atrocities in Beadle's Dime Library and fantasized about "calling out" the brutal old man who had sired him, "throwing down" on him with the "hogleg" he wore high on his hip, and blasting him into hell; after which he would go "on the scout," separating high-interest banks and arrogant railroad barons from their soiled coin and distributing it among their victims, or failing that into his own pockets and saddle pouches and living the "high Life" in saloons and "dance halls" where beautiful women in brief costumes admired his straight legs and square jaw and told him of the men who had "ruined" them (he knew not just how, only that the act was disgraceful and its effects permanent), whereupon he sought the blackguards out and deprived them of their lives. There was usually profit involved; invariably the men were thieves who lived in close proximity to their "ill-gotten booty," and didn't it say somewhere in Scripture that robbing a thief was no sin? If it didn't, it should have. ↗

— Loren D. Estleman

#revenge #beauty