Quotes About Wicked

Don't pay any attention to her," Harriet said to her sister, between her teeth. "Old bitch." Hely had never heard Harriet swear before. A wicked shiver of pleasure fluttered down the back of his neck. "Bitch," he repeated, more audibly, the bad word delicious on his tongue.

It was an obscure specialization, but the candlelit and treacherous universe in which they moved - of sin unpunished, of innocence destroyed - was one I found appealing. Even the titles of their plays were strangely seductive, trapdoors to something beautiful and wicked that trickled beneath the surface of mortality: The Malcontent. The White Devil. The Broken Heart.

For among my people are found wicked men: they lay wait, as he that setteth snares; they set a trap, they catch men.

Ford Prefect suppressed a little giggle of evil satisfaction, realized that he had no reason to suppress it, and laughed out loud, a wicked laugh.

There is a great deal of wickedness in village life. I hope you dear young people will never realize how very wicked the world is.

Of course it is wicked,' I said briskly. 'There is nothing that you can tell me about people's minds that would astonish or surprise me.

You know, Mrs. Dacres is quite my idea of a murderess—so hard and remorseless." "She's ever so hard—and she's got a wicked temper!

wired Sofia to find out what to do about him. Though the country was ruled by Czar Boris and his army officers and the future was clear to those with the stomach to see it, foreign policy was ephemeral, and it was hard to know where to put your foot. Russia might be characterized as a wicked beast of a nation, but it was a very

Russia might be characterized as a wicked beast of a nation, but it was a very large beast, and sometimes it thrashed its tail.

THERE ARE FOUR TYPES of temperaments. One who is easily angered and easily appeased—his virtue cancels his flaw. One whom it is difficult to anger and difficult to appease—his flaw cancels his virtue. One whom it is difficult to anger and is easily appeased, is pious. One who is easily angered and is difficult to appease, is wicked. —PIRKEI AVOT 5:11

What could be better than being a shatterling? Only one thing, I thought to myself. Being a wicked shatterling. Being a devil instead of an angel. Having all that power, all that wisdom, but being able to do anything with it. Being able to destroy as well as create.

Do not contend with God who is stronger than you are, who is able when he will (and he will one day be found both able and willing enough) to turn the wicked into hell, the element of sin and sinners, who shall go into it as into their own place, as Judas did

By such wicked and inhuman ways the English are said to enslave toward one hundred thousand yearly; of which thirty thousand are supposed to die by barbarous treatment in the first year; besides all that are slain in the unnatural wars excited to take them. So much innocent blood have the managers and supporters of this inhuman trade to answer for to the common Lord of all.

my reggae music was created to chant down babylon. I/we said-they see their dreams and aspirations crumble in front of their face, and all of their wicked intentions to destroy the human race- my reasonings with bob marley and the trench town people put into song.

they see their dreams and aspirations crumble in front of their face, and all their wicked intentions to destroy the human race- we must use reggae music to chant down babylon. All forums of elite domination must be destroyed, and we use reggae music to do it.

There's nothing more fun than mean-spirited characters.

Giddy with a sense of liberation, Lou clamped a hand over mouth to keep a wicked giggle from escaping.

The lie was one they - children, doctors, nurses - all encouraged. The lie was that postponing death was life. That wicked lie had now imprisoned Francie in a solitude more absolute and perfect and terrifying than any prison cell.

The lie was that postponing death was life. That wicked lie had now imprisoned Francie in a solitude more absolute and perfect and terrifying than any prison cell.

The lie was one they - children, doctors, nurses - all encourage. The lie was that postponing death was life. That wicked lie had now imprisoned Francie in a solitude more absolute and perfect and terrifying than any prison cell.

We are not concerned with the morality of the Dreadnought. Her purpose was always ugly and wicked, and she was, like any weapon of violence, a symptom of man's baser characteristics.

It seemed...that intelligence wasn't as pure and unalterable a characteristic as people believed. Being intelligent was like being good: you could be virtuous in one person's company and yet wicked in another's. You could be intelligent with one person and stupid with another. It was partly to do with confidence...In a way she had been more confident when she had been eighteen and foolish. At twenty-three, with Michael, she felt less confident and therefore less intelligent.

The giving of riches and honors to a wicked man is like giving strong wine to him that hath a fever.

The heart of man is "deceitful and desperately wicked."