You–“ Mr Bellstrode began, and then leaning forward and sinking his voice, “You would kill for money?”“ Is there any other reason to? Well, I suppose there is revenge, but that, you know, never makes one feel as well as it should when it is all said and done. Money is a much better reward than retribution. Something substantial by way of compensation for emotional wrongs is much the best cure for an injured spirit. I do provide fatal retaliation for nothing when it is deserved, but as you are neither a poor helpless wretch nor the victim of national injustice, full payment is expected. .Michelle Franklin
About This Quote
This quote is from Charles Dickens' novel The Pickwick Papers. In it, Mr Bellstrode asks Mr Pickwick to kill someone and pay him for it, and the latter refuses. Bellstrode asks Pickwick: "You would kill for money? Is there any other reason to?" He asks this question in order to test whether Pickwick is serious or not. Mr Bellstrode further says, "Well, I suppose there is revenge, but that, you know, never makes one feel as well as it should when it is all said and done." It seems that Dickens' purpose to show how greed can ruin a person's life.
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