Vengeance to God alone belongs; But, when I think of all my wrongs My blood is liquid flame!

'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!

Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.

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

Women do most delight in revenge.

Nothing inspires forgiveness quite like revenge