Quotes About Evil

However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure.

The insolence of base minds in success is boundless; and would scarce admit of a comparison, did not they themselves furnish us with one in the degrees of their abjection when evil returns upon them.

unless wicked ideas take root in a naturally depraved mind, human nature, in a right and wholesome state, revolts at crime.

There is a very profound axiom in law, which is consistent with what I told you a short time ago, and it is this: unless an evil thought is born in a twisted mind, human nature is repelled by crime. However, civilization has given us needs, vices and artificial appetites which sometimes cause us to repress our good instincts and lead us to wrongdoing.1 Hence the maxim: if you wish to find the guilty party, first discover whose interests the crime serves!

The wicked do not die in that way: God seems to take them under his protection to use them as the instruments of his vengeance.

I like ghosts. I have heard it said that the dead have never done, in six thousand years, as much evil as the living do in a single day.

Nevertheless, many times during that evening she despaired of destiny, and of herself. She didn't invoke God, as we know, but she had faith in the genius of evil, that vast sovereignty that reigns over all the details of human life, a power so great that, as in the Arabian fable, it needs no more than a single pomegranate seed from which to reconstruct a ruined world. Once she'd readied herself to receive Felton

A curse on those who fear wine: it's because they have evil thoughts and they are afraid that wine will loosen their tongues.

unless an evil thought is born in a twisted mind, human nature is repelled by crime. However, civilization has given us needs, vices and artificial appetites which sometimes cause us to repress our good instincts and lead us to wrongdoing

Sainte-Croix, a strange mixture of qualities good and evil, had reached the supreme crisis of his life, when the powers of darkness or of light were to prevail. Maybe, if he had met some angelic soul at this point, he would have been led to God; he encountered a demon, who conducted him to Satan.

I, who was looking on, an eager and curious spectator - I, who was watching the working of this mournful tragedy - I, who like a wicked angel laughing at the evil men committed protected by secrecy (a secret is easily kept by the rich and powerful), I am in my turn bitten by the serpent whose tortuous course I was watching, and bitten to the heart.

I, who, like a wicked angel was laughing at the evil men committed, protected by secrecy . . . I am, in my turn, bitten by the serpent whose tortuous course I was watching, and bitten to the heart!

la maldad de los hombres es muy profunda!

Parties are an evil inherent in free governments

In America, as in France, [the press] constitutes a singular power, so strangely composed of mingled good and evil that it is at the same time indispensable to the existence of freedom, and nearly incompatible with the maintenance of public order.

So true is it that all sin is ultimately against the Lord; so bitter is the root of self; and so terrible the power of evil in its constantly growing strength, till it casts out all fear of God or care for man.

God is the God of the present as well as of the future...even here on earth, He reigneth, dispensing good and evil.

A well-governed state is as fruitful to all good purposes, as the seven-headed serpent is said to have been in evil; when one head is cut off, many rise up in the place of it. Good order being once established, makes good men...

You cannot dispute the ridiculous. You cannot argue reasonably with evil.

We had to survive to remember. Otherwise everything we were would disappear. Those people we loved would fade as though we'd never loved them, as if they'd never walked and talked and burned, forgetting them was the real evil. That was the hole of darkness.

If you do not believe in evil, you are doomed to live in a world you will never understand.

Abra DeMadrigal didn't look young enough to be my sister anymore. Her sorrow weighed her down and aged her. She was still beautiful, but she looked very far away. No wonder our people had raven eyes, so distant, so sad. No matter how wise she was, my mother looked like a woman who hadn't truely believed how much evil there was in our world. Not until this moment.

That was how evil spoke. It made its own corrupt sense; it swore that the good were evil, and that evil had come to save mankind

That was how evil spoke. It made its own corrupt sense; it swore that the good were evil, and that evil had come to save mankind. It brought up ancient fears and scattered them on the street like pearls.