Hunger for vengeance poisoned the soul.

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.

Such a person does not cease longing after insatiable appetites, struggling in the darkness without satisfaction. This tortures him and makes the fire grow upon him all the more.

A fire eater must eat fire even if he has to kindle it himself.

Eating Fire

Eating fire

is your ambition:
to swallow the flame down
take it into your mouth
and shoot it forth, a shout or an incandescent
tongue, a word
exploding from you in gold, crimson,
unrolling in a brilliant scroll

To be lit up from within
vein by vein

To be the sun

She by her nature is cruel, so vicious she never can sate her voracious will, but, feasting well, is hungrier than before.

Hunger whets everything, especially Suspicion and Indignation.

Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from hell.

From Hallaj, I learned to hunt lions, but I became something hungrier than a lion.

The desire for power feeds off itself, growing as it devours.

There is a certain anger; it reaches such intensity that to express it fully would require homicidal rage — self-destructive, destroy-the-world rage — and its flame burns because the world is so unjust.

Doutbless, revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim, or else we are tangled in the subtleties of remorse; so vengeance too has its venom, though it comes closer to what we are, to what we feel, to the very law of the self; it is also healthier than magnanimity. The Furies were held to antedate the gods, Zeus included. Vengeance before Divinity! This is the Major intuition of ancient mythology.

Rage is a red, near-animate force, as bloated with compassion as a starving serpent.

The fire of Love cooks me