Successful crime is dignified with the name of virtue; the good become the slaves of the wicked; might makes right; fear silences the power of the law.
I saw the horrible way that people could treat each other. That may be the saddest thing of all. I saw greed and anger and murder and a total lack of concern for human life. It was a wicked side of the human soul that I saw. . . and it saddened me to know that such a dark place existed.
I want to be the next Walt Disney, only a little more wicked.
Wicked ones are like fire. Even if pu on hea, they burn only. They do not leave unhurt even their well - wishers and benefactors.
Wicked me obey from fear; good men,from love.
The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked; who can know it?
We need to recognize what Elijah Muhammad said, listen to his words: "We are a nation in a nation. " Why not use these 22 million at that time - 50 million people's power for their eternal salvation instead of temporary enjoyment with the same wicked people who murder our people?
It's a wicked world, and when a clever man turns his brain to crime it is the worst of all.
Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless, avarice is never satisfied.
No man ever became very wicked all at once.
The result of these ungodly unions was a race of very wicked and very powerful hybrid (half-fallen angel, half-human) offspring - the Nephilim - who corrupted, harassed, even killed mankind. Now, at the end of the 20th century, we have the return of "alien" entities with apparent supernatural powers.
I've never told anyone this. But I suffer from terrible stage fright. True. You can't tell though, can you? Unbelievable, the panic. I nearly die of fear before I go on stage. Something wicked. I can't eat a thing the day before a gig. It'd make me vomit.
There's a Cuban saying: Bicho malo nunca muere. Loose translation: The good die young but the wicked live forever. It seems to apply to Fidel. I hope it applies to me.
The riches of His free grace cause me daily to triumph over all the temptations of the wicked one, who is very vigilant, and seeks all occasions to disturb me.
Excuse me, there's no pretense here. I happen to be genuinely self-absorbed and deeply shallow.
In the common world of fact the wicked were not punished, nor the good rewarded. Success was given to the strong, failure thrust upon the weak. That was all.
I thought it was her wicked stepmother who poisoned her. . . ' '. . . Turned out the wicked stepmother had an alibi. ' '. . . Seems she was off poisoning someone else at the time. Chance in a million, really. It was just bad luck.
She also said the wicked people needed love as much as good people and were much better at it.
Vivutur ingenio, that damn'd motto there Seduced me first to me a wicked player.
I never could have dreamed that her heart was so wicked, but I keep coming back because it's so hard to kick it.