I am the scourge of God, appointed to chastise you, since no one knows the remedy for your iniquity except me. You are wicked, but I am more wicked than you, so be silent!
—Timur the Lame, Mongol warlord, to nobles slow to pay tribute.
Julie Sim's face held no expression at all beyond concentration. None. She was completely in the zone. A pure killing machine. At that short range even shooting rifles she had not sited in, she never missed. Not once... To James Nichol watching it was almost like a religious experience. An angel had appeared and declared every man within a hundred yards to be hers by God's will.
To buy human flesh is not so much as named in my country: as for all who deal in slaves we are appointed by God to be their undoing. We hunt the cursed slave-sail upon all seas, as you hunt the hyena.
—Charles Doughty, Travels in Arabia Deserta.
I send the locusts on a wind
Such as the world has never seen
On ev'ry leaf, on ev'ry stalk
Until there's nothing left of green
I send my scourge, I send my sword
Thus saith the Lord!
Cop: "I created my own hell."
Driver: "And I'm the demon that came crawling up out of it."
"Godzilla is definitely a representation of the wrath of nature. The theme is man versus nature and Godzilla is certainly the nature side of it. You can't win that fight. Nature's always going to win and that's what the subtext of our movie is about. He's the punishment we deserve."