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Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.
Charlotte Bronte
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What this quote means

Vengeance may initially feel pleasurable, but it ultimately leads to negative and corrosive consequences.

This quote by Charlotte Bronte suggests that the experience of vengeance can be intoxicating and thrilling at first, much like indulging in a fine wine. However, the aftermath reveals the true nature of vengeance, leaving a bitter and harmful aftertaste that poisons the spirit, illustrating the complex and often destructive nature of seeking revenge.

Themes

VengeancePoisonConsequencesWineCorrosive

In practice

Example use cases

During a discussion about the consequences of revenge in a literature class.

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