All evil is like a nightmare; the instant you stir under it, the evil is gone.
All evils are equal when they are extreme.
All histories do show, and wise politicians do hold it necessary that, for the well-governing of every Commonweal, it behoveth man to presuppose that all men are evil, and will declare themselves so to be when occasion is offered.
As long as people believe in absurdities they will continue to commit atrocities.
Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
But evil is wrought by want of thought as well as want of heart!
But what is the greatest evil? If you are going to epitomize evil, what is it? Is it the bomb? The greatest evil that one has to fight constantly, every minute of the day until one dies, is the worse part of oneself.
By bravely enduring it, an evil which cannot be avoided is overcome
Evil be to him who evil thinks.
Evil enters like a needle and spreads like an oak tree.
Evil is a moral entity and not a created one, an eternal and not a perishable entity: it existed before the world; it constituted the monstrous, the execrable being who was also to fashion such a hideous world. It will hence exist after the creatures which people this world.
Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty.
Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate; good is always the product of an art.
Evil is easy, and has infinite forms.
Evil is like water, it abounds, is cheap, soon fouls, but runs itself clear of taint.
Evil is neither suffering nor sin; it is both at the same time, it is something common to them both. For they are linked together; sin makes us suffer and suffering makes us evil, and this indissoluble complex of suffering and sin is the evil in which we are submerged against our will, and to our horror.
Evil is nourished and grows by concealment.
Evil is something you recognize immediately you see it: it works through charm.
Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.
Evil spelled backward is live.