Quotes About Good

The power is neither evil not good; it simply exists. It is up to the mind of man to put it to use.

The good in life is what quenches hatred in normal people, the way a smile can calm a quarrel. But in those people who carry this flaw, their hatred burns so hot they come to hate what is good in life specifically because they don't want to stop hating. Hatred becomes the driving purpose of their lives. They live to hate.

Save your anger for the enemy. Here it will do you no good; there, it can overcome fear. Use this time now to teach your sword what to do, so later it will do it without conscious thought.

The power is neither evil nor good; it simply exists. It is up to the mind of man to put it to use.

The best we can to the best of our ability based on what we know. That's why the truth is so important. Evil abhors those with the ability.

Righteous anger can be an extraordinary thing to behold." Kahlan smiled at his excitement. "It can make the good tremble with joy, and the wicked shiver in fear." The smile left his face. "But people rarely believe the truth when they see it and less so when they don't want to

price. There is no such thing as pure good or pure evil, least of all in people. In the best of us there are thoughts or deeds that are wicked, and in the worst of us, at least some virtue. An adversary is not one who does loathsome acts for their own sake.

Hell wasn't a major reservoir of evil, any more then Heaven, in Crowley's opinion, was a fountain of goodness; they were just sides in the great cosmic chess game. Where you found the real McCoy, the real grace and the real heart-stopping evil, was right inside the human mind.

It is said that the Devil has all the best tunes. This is broadly true. But Heaven has the best choreographers

Whut's the plan, Rob? said one of them. Okay, lads, this is what we'll do. As soon as we see somethin', we'll attack it. Right? This caused a cheer. Ach, 'tis a good plan, said Daft Wullie.

Despite rumor, Death isn't cruel--merely terribly, terribly good at his job.

It's daft, locking us up, said Nanny. I'd have had us killed. That's because you're basically good, said Magrat. The good are innocent and create justice. The bad are guilty, which is why they invent mercy.

I believe in reincarnation," [Bjorn] said. I KNOW. "I tried to live a good life. Does that help?" THAT'S NOT UP TO ME. Death coughed. OF COURSE... SINCE YOU BELIEVE IN REINCARNATION... YOU'LL BE BJORN AGAIN.

It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people being fundamentally people.

Walter Plinge said: You know she asked me a very silly question Mrs Ogg! It was a silly question any fool knows the answer! Oh, yes, said Nanny. About houses on fire, I expect... Yes! What would I take out of our house if it was on fire! I expect you were a good boy and said you'd take your mum, said Nanny. No! My mum would take herself! What would you take out then, Walter? Nanny said. The fire!

I see evil when I look in my shaving mirror. It is, philosophically, present everywhere in the universe in order, apparently, to highlight the existence of good. I think there is more to this theory, but I tend to burst out laughing at this point.

The good are innocent and create justice. The bad are guilty, which is why they invent mercy.

And yet we say this. Here is the cave at the end of the world, peace is made between dwarf and troll, and we will march beyond the hand of Death together. For the enemy is not Troll, nor is it Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it good...

You couldn't set out to be a good witch or a bad witch. It never worked for long. All you could try to be was a witch, as hard as you could.

For the enemy is not Troll, nor it is Dwarf, but it is the baleful, the malign, the cowardly, the vessels of hatred, those who do a bad thing and call it good.

While evidence says that the road to hell is paved with good intentions, they're probably all on first steps.

On nights such as this, evil deeds are done. And good deeds, of course. But mostly evil, on the whole.   On nights such as this, witches are abroad. Well, not actually abroad. They don't like the food and you can't trust the water and the shamans always hog the deckchairs.

Despite rumor, Death isn't cruel—merely terribly, terribly good at his job.

Rincewind wasn't used to people being pleased to see him. It was unnatural, and boded no good. These people were not only cheering, they were throwing flowers and hats. The hats were made out of stone, but the thought was there.