They say there are five stages of grief. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Well, I’d like to add one more. Revenge.
You can’t care about anyone else. Everyone else is an obstacle. You care what an obstacle wants or feels, you’re dead.[to Estella]
It’s funny how those happy accidents can change the whole direction of your life.
Wreaking havoc at galas is my personal specialty.
There’s something about poetic justice that’s just so poetic.
I’m not sweet Estella, try as I might. I never was. I’m Cruella, born brilliant, born bad, and a little bit mad.
The good thing about evil people is you can always trust them to do something, well, evil.
People do need a villain to believe in, so I’m happy to fit the bill.
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How does the saying go? “I am woman. Hear me roar.”
Don’t worry, we’re just getting started. There’s lots more bad things coming… I promise.
No one is interested in what you write, my dear. Just in how I look.[to Anita]
Let me give you some advice. If you need to talk about power, you don’t have it.[to Cruella]
