#evil

Our labour preserves us from three great evils -- weariness, vice, and want. ↗

— Voltaire

#evil #greed #labor #need #vice

Who are you then?" "I am part of that power which eternally wills evil and eternally works good. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#evil #faust #good #good-and-evil

We are what we are. Nothing more, nothing less. There is good and evil among every kind of people. It's the evil among us who rule now. ↗

— Anne Bishop

#good #politics #good-and-evil

It is right noble to fight with wickedness and wrong; the mistake is in supposing that spiritual evil can be overcome by physical means. ↗

— Lydia M. Child

#fight #means #mistake #noble #overcome

Dialogic is not to be identified with love. But love without dialogic, without real outgoing to the other, reaching to the other, the love remaining with itself - this is called Lucifer. ↗

— Martin Buber

#dialog #dialogic #evil #good #i-thou

I may be permitted, like the doctors, to cure a greater evil by a less, for I shall not fall seriously in love with the young widow, I think, nor she with me - that's certain - but if I find a little pleasure in her society I may surely be allowed to seek it; and if the star of her divinity be bright enough to dim the lustre of Eliza's, so much the better, but I scarcely can think it ↗

— Anne Brontë

#falling-in-love #pleasure #society #love

I found it hateful, yet I wanted to be part of it. ↗

— Storm Constantine

#evil #humanity #society #love

Being full of mischief, they love to listen; they gladly obey, for they like to betray you, pretending to be sent from Heaven, and lisping like angels, while they lie. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#faust #faustian-legend #faustus #love

When he comes to the door he always looks mocking and half-way angry. You can see he has sympathy for nothing. It's written on his forehead that he can love no one. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#faust #faustian-legend #faustus #love

Thy love wakes thirst for Heaven in one and all: Leper, pimp, outcast, fool and criminal, Satan, O pity my long wretchedness! ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#the-flowers-of-evil #the-litanies-of-satan #love