MY REVENGE QUOTES

Don't get mad, get even.
Robert F. Kennedy


Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavor, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.
Charlotte Bronte

Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge.
Paul Gauguin

Sir Francis Bacon
Revenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more man's nature runs to the more ought law to weed it out.

Sir Francis Bacon
Live well. It is the greatest revenge.

The Talmud
Revenge is a kind of wild justice; which the more man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out.

Francis Bacon
Women do most delight in revenge.

Lord Byron
Anyone can rat, but it takes a certain amount of ingenuity to re-rat.

Benjamin Franklin
Behold, on wrong Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.

Juvenal
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.

John Milton
Revenge is sweeter than life itself. So think fools.

Juvenal
Revenge is profitable.

Edward Gibbon
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.

Homer
I will not leave you until I have seen you hanged.

Thomas Moore
No one rejoices more in revenge than woman.

Phaedrus
'Tis an old tale, and often told; But did my fate and wish agree, Ne'er had been read, in story old, Of maiden true betray'd for gold, That loved, or was avenged, like me!

Sir Walter Scott
Revenge converts a little right into a great wrong.

One good act of vengeance deserves another.
John Jefferson

A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well.
Francis Bacon

Little, vicious minds abound with anger and revenge, and are incapable of feeling the pleasure of forgiving their enemies.
Earl of Chesterfield

If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
William Shakespeare
All the old knives That have rusted in my back, I drive in yours.
Phaedrus

One sole desire, one passion now remains To keep life's fever still within his veins, Vengeance! dire vengeance on the wretch who cast O'er him and all he lov'd that ruinous blast.
Thomas Moore

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

Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance of justice. Injuries are revenged; crimes are avenged.
Samuel Johnson

Revenge has no more quenching effect on emotions than salt water has on thirst.
Walter Weckler

That old law about "an eye for an eye" leaves everybody blind. The time is always right to do the right thing.
Martin Luther King Jr.

Live well. It is the greatest revenge.
The Talmud

And where the offense is, let the great axe fall.
William Shakespeare

No more tears now; I will think about revenge.
Mary, Queen of Scots

Just vengeance does not call for punishment.
Pierre Corneille

REVENGE

Pain the heart can't share.
Anger wrapped up in deceit,
It's more than I can bear.

The hurt and torture deep inside,
The scalding pain of hate.
The sadness deep inside my soul,
That anger did create.

The anger causes pain inside,
Too deep to understand.
And the pain, in turn, will cause,
More malice to my hand.

The scourge I lay upon you now,
You surely cannot break.
This curse will last for on and on,
You've made a grave mistake.

Left for dead,
This worlds so bleak,
No power left inside,
Not even for me to speak,

Hurt so many times,
But never truly healed,
No you cannot see them,
My emotional scars are sealed,

Sometimes they ask me,
Have I always been this way?
It breaks my heart to answer,
But it is the truth that I must say,

No I have not always,
But probably will always be,
The darkness that dwells inside,
Is the living part of me,

I’ve kept it in for so long,
So much anger never let out,
Struggled with every tantrum,
Suppressing the urge to shout,

But the turning point is now,
You will not be my demise,
I will uplift my spirit,
And spring to your surprise,

No longer will you hurt me,
No more pain will I feel,
This day will end my sorrows,
And break that holy seal,

My emotions will flow with hatred,
And death you will meet,
Through this day of reckoning I have realized,
Revenge through success is sweet.

Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreath'd hair,
And gaze upon her smile;
Seem as you drank the very air
Her breath perfumed the while;

And wake for her the gifted line,
That wild and witching lay,
And swear your heart is as a shrine,
That only holds her sway.

'Tis well: I am revenged at last;--
Mark you that scornful cheek,--
The eye averted as you pass'd,
Spoke more than words could speak.

Ay, now by all the bitter tears
That I have shed for thee,--
The racking doubts, the burning fears,--
Avenged they well may be--

By the nights pass'd in sleepless care,
The days of endless woe;
All that you taught my heart to bear,
All that yourself will know.

I would not wish to see you laid
Within an early tomb;
I should forget how you betray'd,
And only weep your doom:

But this is fitting punishment,
To live and love in vain,--
O my wrung heart, be thou content,
And feed upon his pain.

Go thou and watch her lightest sigh,--
Thine own it will not be;
And bask beneath her sunny eye,--
It will not turn on thee.

'Tis well: the rack, the chain, the wheel,
Far better hadst thou proved;
Ev'n I could almost pity feel,
For thou art nor beloved.