To Exact Revenge For Yourself Or Your

He's Pulling The Load Of An Ox And Walking On Eggshells.

Her Voice Was As Rough As Sandpaper. As Long As Blomkvist Lived, He Would Never Forget Her Face As She Went On The Attack. Her Teeth Were Bared Like A Beast Of Prey. Her Eyes Were Glittering, Black As Coal. She Moved With The Lightning Speed Of A Tarantula And Seemed Totally Focus On Her Prey As She Swung The Club Again, Striking Martin In The Ribs.

I’ve Had Many Enemies Over The Years. If There’s One Thing I’ve Learned, It’s Never Engage In A Fight You’re Sure To Lose. On The Other Hand, Never Let Anyone Who Has Insulted You Get Away With It. Bide Your Time And Strike Back When You’re In A Position Of Strength—even If You No Longer Need To Strike Back.

Salander Was The Woman Who Hated Men Who Hate Women.

Keep In Mind That I'm Crazy, Won't You?