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]
Wreaking havoc at galas is my personal specialty.
It’s funny how those happy accidents can change the whole direction of your life.
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.
How does the saying go? “I am woman. Hear me roar.”
The good thing about evil people is you can always trust them to do something, well, evil.
Watch now on:
People do need a villain to believe in, so I’m happy to fit the bill.
Don’t worry, we’re just getting started. There’s lots more bad things coming… I promise.
She is good. Bold and brilliant. But she has made it me or her… and I choose me.[about Cruella]
No one is interested in what you write, my dear. Just in how I look.[to Anita]
