I might never have liked you. Point in fact, I despise you. But that shouldn't suggest that I don't respect you.

Revenge is never a straight line. It's a forest. And like a forest it's easy to lose your way... to get lost... to forget where you came in.

When fortune smiles on something as violent and ugly as revenge, It seems proof like no other that not only does God exist, you're doing his will.

That woman deserves her revenge. And we deserve to die.

Those of you lucky enough to still have your lives... take them with you! However... leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now.

Y'all beat the hell out of that woman. But you didn't kill her. And I put a bullet in her head. But her heart just kept on beating. Now, you saw that yourself with your own beautiful blue eyes, did you not? We've done a lot of things to this lady. And if she ever wakes up, we'll do a whole lot more. But one thing we won't do is sneak into her room in the night like a filthy rat and kill her in her sleep. And the reason we won't do that thing is because that thing would lower us. Don't you agree, Miss Driver?

Do you find me sadistic? You know, I bet I could fry an egg on your head right now. If I wanted to. You know, kiddo... I'd like to believe you're aware enough, even now, to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions. We, maybe towards those other jokers. But not you. No, kiddo. At this moment... This is me at mymost masochistic.

For those regarded as warriors... When engaged in combat... the vanquishing of thine enemy can be the warrior's only concern. Suppress a human emotion and compassion... kill whoever stands in thy way, even if that be Lord God, or Buddha himself. This truth lies at the heart of the art of combat.

Silly Caucasian girl likes to play with samurai swords. You may not be able to fight like a samurai. But you can at least die like a samurai.