A Quote by Ann Radcliffe

I tasted too what was called the sweet of revenge - but it was transient, it expired even with the object, that provoked it. — © Ann Radcliffe
I tasted too what was called the sweet of revenge - but it was transient, it expired even with the object, that provoked it.
This sounds really cheesy and weird, but the pitbull is a sweet animal that just wants love until it's provoked - that's kind of how I've lived my life, too.
When I kissed you, you didn't mind. I thought I tasted of too many cigarettes, but you tasted like wine.
I think we all have different personalities... and even in relationships, we can be called psycho, and we can be called sweet, based on what the person feels about you.
Simply coming to the perpetrator and delivering the message is Nozick's definition of revenge. And in that sense, Adi is exacting revenge. When people ask, "Does Adi want revenge?" - they mean violent revenge. But in Nozick's formulation, it is revenge. That is the essence of revenge.
I had this beer brewed just for me. I think its the best I ever tasted. And I've tasted a lot. I think you'll like it too.
Gentleness is the ability to bear reproaches and slights with moderation, and not to embark on revenge quickly, and not to be easily provoked to anger, but be free from bitterness and contentiousness, having tranquility and stability in the spirit.
War is sweet to those who haven't tasted it. Dulce bellum inexpertis.
Sunshine had never tasted so sweet as it did at that moment.
I wasn't a sweet kid. I was an instigator and provoked everyone with my goofy hyena cackle, loving every minute of the drama I could create.
In the beginning, the cubists broke up form without even knowing they were doing it. Probably the compulsion to show multiple sides of an object forced us to break the object up - or, even better, to project a panorama that unfolded different facets of the same object.
I think love is caramel. Sweet and fragant; always welcome. It is the gentle golden colour of a setting harvest sun; the warmth of a squeezed embrace; the easy melting of two souls into one and a taste that lingers even when everything else has melted away. Once tasted it is never forgotten.
Revenge is sweet and not fattening.
Sweet is revenge-especially to women.
Revenge is sweet but not nourishing.
I am provoked at the contempt which most historians show for humanity in general; one would think by them, that the whole human species consisted but of about a hundred and fifty people, called and dignified (commonly very undeservedly too) by the titles of Emperors, Kings, Popes, Generals, and Ministers.
I joined the army to avenge the deaths of my family and to survive, but I've come to learn that if I am going to take revenge, in that process I will kill another person whose family will want revenge; then revenge and revenge and revenge will never come to an end.
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