“Are you to be happy while I grovel in the intensity of my wretchedness? You can blast my other passions, but revenge remains—revenge, henceforth dearer than light or food! I may die, but first you, my tyrant and tormentor, shall curse the sun that gazes on your misery. Beware, for I am fearless and therefore powerful.
I will watch with the wiliness of a snake, that I may sting with its venom. Man, you shall repent of the injuries you inflict.»
«Devil, cease; and do not poison the air with these sounds of malice.”