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“There are victors and victims. Decide who you want to be. Or the choice will be made for you, witch. And I doubt you’ll like it.â€�

I threw my head back and groaned. “It’s a game of scopa, not a battle between life and death. Are you always this dramatic?”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Wicked

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I knew, oh goddess, I knew. Still, I needed him to say the words.
“You are not his intended, Emilia.â€� The world beneath me tilted. Wrath’s gaze was steady enough to keep both my knees and the realm from quaking. “You are mine.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Your pride didn't appear in that bone circle the night you spilled blood and summoned me. It was your wrath. Your fury.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Nonna said you could catch more flies with honey than with vinegar. I figured a cannoli would help me catch a prince of Hell just fine.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Wicked

“love and hate are both rooted in passion- strange how that line becomes blurred over time.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Feared

“Let him come back so that I can see his eyes as the light drains from them. Let him come back and die at the hands of his bitterest enemy. Let him come back so that I can watch him suffer. And let me make it slow.”
― Jennifer Saint, Elektra

“The room was an oasis in a desert of depression.”
― Marilyn Dalla Valle, Westwind Secrets

“A true leader delegates. Just as your're doing now. Never doubt your courage.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Mohan’s wrath was like a tornado, unpredictable and devastating.”
― Marilyn Dalla Valle, Westwind Secrets

“Don't answer now, but I want to know if what you said then stands."
"You'll have to be more specific. I said a great many things."
"If I am still yours."
He stilled. My words hung between us, heavy and lingering. Like his gaze.
"If I am, I would tell you that you are mine. That I am choosing you as my husband. There is no one I'd rather confront my demons with, no soul I'd travel through Hell with. And no one else I want standing beside me when I go to the Shifting Isles tomorrow."
He was quiet for a long moment, seeming to gauge my sincerity and weigh it against his own feelings. "And if I don't require time to think it over?"
Thank the goddess.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“He had better beware our wrath, great man though he is. What is he doing in his fury but insulting senseless clay?”
― Homer, The Iliad

“Envy is Pride's infection on inspiration...while Angered then Eaten by the Greed of a Lazy Lust.”
― Criss Jami

“The Wrath of Achilles is my theme, that fatal wrath which, in fulfillment of the will of Zeus, brought the Achaeans so much suffering and sent the gallant souls of many nobleman to Hades, leaving their bodies as carrion for the dogs and passing birds.”
― Homer, The Iliad

“Wrath is the desire
to repay what you've suffered.”
― Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrim Bell: Poems

“Never reveal your wounds.
They will all believe your weaker.
They will take advantage of you.
When they see how scarred you are.
Then you will have no choice.
But to fight.
And then they will feel the wrath of a warrior.”
― R.J. Intindola

“You are trying to survive your own death.”
― Laura Gentile, Daughterbody II: a self-reclamation through poetry

“And the Fates [Night] bore, and merciless punishing Furies who prosecute the transgressions of men and gods—never do the goddesses cease from their terrible wrath until they have paid the sinner his due.”
― Hesiod, Theogony / Works and Days

“Arise black vengeance, from thy hollow hell!”
― William Shakespeare

“Wrong doing leads to wrath.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Darling, you and I, share a space for a few days. We put our hearts out on the table and laugh the days away. The warmth of having someone on a lonely night! But then the time comes, no goodbyes are said. One of us just walks away. We look for a new place to rent for a few days.”
― Nitya Prakash

“His Vengeance is an insatiable engine fueled by burning wrath generating a boundless galactic nightmare”
― Alan Grant, Lobo/Mask

“Pangea split so now we're filled in a fit of pique.
We brim with lust, spirit willing, but the flesh is weak.
Consumed by greed, shoving everything down our throat.
Sloth a cottonseed, weaving us, we are a coat.
Zeal reveals our hearts conceal a deep and endless pit.
Grudge we hold against the world, she owes us every bit.
Iblis sees humanity's impending aftermath.
So now my friend, a gift he gives, its ink is wrath.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Wrath was six feet, six inches of pure terror dressed in leather. His hair was long and black, falling straight from a widow's peak. Wraparound glasses hid eyes that no one had ever seen revealed. Shoulders twice the size of most males'. With a face that was both aristocratic and brutal, he looked like the king he was by birthright and the soldier he'd become by destiny.”
― J.R. Ward, Dark Lover

“Obey the will of God, be delivered from his wrath.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Wraths



My soul is full of fire,

  Wrath and tempestuous dirge;

I feel but one desire,

  To find a sword and scourge:



Since man, by right of birth

  And nature’s gift at least

A god upon the earth,

  Remaineth but a beast,



Ill-ruling, blind and halt,

  And not by powers� unknown,

Or far-off Heaven’s, fault,

  But chiefly by his own.



Lies!—let us drink them up,

  The sweet and bitter lies!

Man takes the maddening cup

  And drinks and dreams and dies.



Pure as revealing morn

  The angel Truth stands there;

But we, oh basely born!

  Dare not to look at her.



Not by eternal laws

  Condemn’d to eternal ruth,

We suffer; but because

  We dare not face the truth.



We wreath and sanctify us

  To the inferior gods;

For things which vilify us

  We lash ourselves with rods.



We rip our veins and bleed

  Before the gods of mire;

For Moloch, without need,

  Consume our babes in fire;



But the greatest God of all

  In eternal silence reigns;

To His high audience-hall

  No human soul attains.”
― Ronald Ross, Philosophies

“The LORD of Hosts isn’t a butler who is at your ‘on-call' service!”
― Royal Raj S

“refrain from saddling it up like one. Unlike my brothers, they don't enjoy being ridden.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Whoever do not wish for the wrath of the Lord, ceased doing wrong.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“I fear the ire of men over the wrath of gods”
― J.R. Potts, Pennyrile Mint

“Better to die with my chin held high than grovelling like a cowering worm.

Even if his answering growl was the definition of wrath and rage.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses