Louis-Ferdinand Celine Quotes

Do this: hate him for me after I die. I beg you. Dying request.

All men kill the thing they hate, too, unless, of course, it kills them first.

Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.

Oh, I'm not afraid of death! What have I got to live for after all? I suppose you believe it's very wrong to kill a person who has injured you-even if they've taken away everything you had in the world?

Before I die many will die with me and they'll deserve it. See you in Hell.

One day I'll be dead and THEN you'll all be sorry.

I make war on the living, not the dead.

But they always just laugh off everything I say, when really I want absolutely nothing more than to destroy the world they live in and to watch them suffer, alone and miserable, trying to live in my world for a change!

I mean, who wants to live waking up... at least I don't want to live waking up everyday about revenge.

Wretched are those who are vindictive and spiteful.

No damn man kills me and lives.

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there, and them look down and hear me, that might take some of the shine off their bliss.

Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.

I never forget. I never forgive. I can wait. I find it very easy to harbor a grudge. I have scores to settle.

Even the bones of their dead should be dug up and scattered.

Some people would rather dig fresh graves than heal old wounds.

I wish that every one of them had his devilish head shot off.

I owe to Britain a debt of retaliatory vengeance.

Warsaw is burning. Warsaw is fighting its enemy in this last mortal battle. All the promises let us down, the help did not arrive. Lack of food and lack of potable water paralyzes and weakens. Yet we fight: with the enemy, with the fire and with the epidemics. Everyone is fighting. Whole city is tied in this mortal struggle. You send us letters of compliments and best wishes from London and Paris. We don't want wishes any more, nor do we await your help. It's too late for help. Before it arrives there will be only rubble here, a corpses-covered, leveled terrain. What we await is revenge. We expect that you will start fighting one day, just like Warsaw is… A day will come when Berlin will be set on flames, when German women and children will die just like ours are dying. I hope all of you will understand then that there is God's justice.

In my dreams, I kill him every night,' Robert admitted. 'A thousand deaths will still be less than he deserves'.

I wanna piss on his head, I want his family dead.

She once used me with that insolence, that in revenge I took her to pieces; sifted her, and separated her failings; I studied 'em, and got 'em by rote. The catalogue was so large, that I was not without hopes, one day or other to hate her heartily.

Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal fingers, I could do it. Burn you as I burnt your little house. And nothing could save you, nothing at all.

Everyone knows revenge is a dish best served when you've had enough time to build up enough vitriol and fury.

I planted a seed of hatred in my heart. I swore it would grow to be a massive tree whose roots would strangle them all.