Grudge Quotes
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My only grudge against nature was that I could not turn my Lolita inside out and apply voracious lips to her young matrix, her unknown heart, her nacreous liver, the sea-grapes of her lungs, her comely twin kidneys.
Vladimir Nabokov
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They will both be happy, and I do not grudge them their bliss; but I groan under my own misery: some of my suffering is very acute. Truly, I ought not to have been born: they should have smothered me at first cry.
Charlotte Bronte
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The problem with holding a grudge is that your hands are then too full to hold onto anything else.
Seth Godin
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I putter. I nurse old grudges. I fold origami while nursing old grudges. I think about the past. I wonder if there’s any grudges I should start.
Roz Chast
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My dad always told me that holding a grudge is like swallowing poison and expecting the other person to die.
Anna Banks
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"Ah, Miss, hope is an excellent thing for such as has the spirits to bear it!" said Mrs Wickam, shaking her head. "My own spirits is not equal to it, but I don't owe it any grudge. I envys them that is so blest!"
Charles Dickens
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I have in this War a burning private grudge — which would probably make me a better soldier at 49 than I was at 22: against that ruddy little ignoramus Adolf Hitler (for the odd thing about demonic inspiration and impetus is that it in no way enhances the purely intellectual stature: it chiefly affects the mere will). Ruining, perverting, misapplying, and making for ever accursed, that noble northern spirit, a supreme contribution to Europe, which I have ever loved, and tried to present in its true light.
J. R. R. Tolkien
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After money in the bank, a grudge is the next best thing.
Anthony Trollope
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I still got a lot of grudges, it's high time we take out some judges.
Willie D
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If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
William Shakespeare
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It's counterproductive and self-destructive to bear grudges with people that are negative.
Carl Froch
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Do not grudge your brother his rest. He has at last become free, safe and immortal, and ranges joyous through the boundless heavens; he has left this low-lying region and has soared upwards to that place which receives in its happy bosom the souls set free from the chains of matter. Your brother has not lost the light of day, but has obtained a more enduring light. He has not left us, but has gone on before.
Seneca the Younger
