But two wrongs can never make a right, because two wrongs can never equal each other. For the truly wronged, real satisfaction can only be found in one of two places：Absolute forgiveness…or mortal vindication. This is not a story about forgiveness.
Ems：That our past defines who we are.
Vic：I would say our choices are what define us.
Ems：May be for the lucky.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold. But sometimes it’s as warm as a bowl of soup. My father died in innocent man.
When everything you love has been stolen from you, sometimes all you have left is revenge.
“Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.” Confucius
When I was a little girl, my understanding of revenge was as simple as the Sunday School proverb that hid behind, neat little morality slogans, like, “Do unto others” and “Two wrongs don’t make a right.”
And mistakes are life and death, collateral damage is inescapable.
Trust is a difficult thing, whether it’s finding the right people to trust or trusting the right people will do the wrong thing. But trusting our heart is the riskiest thing of all. In the end, the only person we can truly trust is ourselves.
For the innocent, the past may hold a reward. But for the treacherous, it’s only a matter of time before the past delivers what they truly deserve.
The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our mind. Are we true to ourselves? Or do we live for the expectations of others? And if we are open and honest, can we ever truly be loved? Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets? Or in the end, are we all unknowable even to ourselves?
Appearances can be deceiving ,can't they ? And you've practically made it an art form .Ever time i smile at you across a room or we run into each other at the luncheon, or i o welcome you into my home. Let that smile be a reminder of just how much i despise you . And that every time i hug you , the warmth you feel ，is my hatred burning through .
Guilt is a powerful affliction. You can try to turn your back on it, but that’s when it sneaks up behind you and eats your life. Some people struggle to understand their own guilt, unwilling or unable to justify the part they play in it. Others run away from their guilt, until there’s no conscience left at all. But I run toward my guilt. I feed off of it. I need it. For me, guilt is one of the few lanterns that still light my way.
In revenge, as in life, every action has an equal and opposite reaction. In the end, the guilty always fall.
Never underestimate the power of guilt; it compels people to some pretty remarkable places.
Never underestimate your enemy and never let your guard down.
Just as there are two sides to every story, there are two sides to every person. One that we reveal to the world and another we keep hidden inside. A duality governed by the balance of light and darkness.
They say vengeance taken will tear the heart and torment the conscience. If there’s any truth to it, then I now know with certainly that the path I’m on is the right way.
Like life, revenge can be a messy business. And both would be much simpler if only our heads could figure out which way our hearts will go. But the heart has its reasons, or which reasons can not know.
As Hamlet said to Ophelia, “God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.” The battle between these two halves of identity who we are and who we pretend to be, is unwinnable.
Within each of us is the capacity for both good and evil. But those who are able to blur the moral dividing line hold the true power.