But while I have never considered myself a very good person, neither can I bring myself to believe that I am spectacularly bad one. Perhaps it's simply impossible to think of oneself in such a way.
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.
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Unknown
There is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it.
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J.k. Rowling
I have never met any really wicked person before. I feel rather frightened. I am so afraid he will look just like every one else.
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Oscar Wilde
And this is the forbidden truth, the unspeakable taboo - that evil is not always repellent but frequently attractive; that it has the power to make of us not simply victims, as nature and accident do, but active accomplices.
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Joyce Carol Oates
It's worse than treachery. He's using force. Is that worse than guile?
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Pamela Dean
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