Pent up anger brews into hate, which subsequently becomes a juicy revenge.

Assassins: they got sass and live on sin.

Love and Hate: both are four-lettered and both involve passion. And sometimes when love turns into hate, passion grows murderous.

An eye for an eye will only make the world bright. Sorry, Mahatma. This is the absolute and only true form of justice.

Your kisses are like miracle fruit that sweetens my life without ruining my diet.

Empty threats are for dreamers. And I fancy myself a realist.

I cross-examined him and he double-crossed me but that's fine; I'll prosecute him one day and he'll be sentenced to life without parole…with me.