#evil

Was Briony the only person who could hear the venom dripping from the woman’s tongue? What good was beauty — a mature beauty, but beauty nonetheless — if it cloaked such a viperous soul? ↗

— Tad Williams

#evil #masks #beauty

There were many beautiful vipers in those days and she was one of them. ("Eveline's Visitant") ↗

— Mary Elizabeth Braddon

#femme-fatale #beauty

...evil fascinates and repels us - it's a terrible beauty that enthralls us the more we stare into it... ↗

— John Geddes

#evil #mesmorize #repels #beauty

The woman's face was grimly drawn, an ugly expression on an indescribably beautiful face. “This is the Shadowdun. You know who I am, but I wish to know you more. What is your name?” Her voice was rich; it sounded sweet and smooth in Athena's ears, like soft honey. She hated every last word. ↗

— Kendra Sunderson

#evil #honey #shadowdun #beauty

My father will find you and kill you for what you have done.” She said to him solemnly. Maligo towered over her, a leering smile twisting his dark face. “You would have to consider yourself lucky if you ever see your father again. Even if it is while he watches me take your life.” He snarled, allowing a haughty smirk creep across his face. ↗

— B.C. Morin

#evil #death

But see you, we should travel by night. Dark times for dark business, as they says. No sun to bother Valeriana or you, Kaylana's surely no' disadvantaged, and I know I work better in darkness. Anybody looking for us will have a harder time of it. Besides, marching in daylight is for the heroes. If we're going to do this, we may as well go all out. ↗

— Eve Forward

#inspirational #villainy #business

Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity. ↗

— Louise Bogan

#always #evil #stupidity

You see we do, yet see you but our hands And this the bleeding business they have done: Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful ↗

— William Shakespeare

#business

Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#fair-play #love #love

Man doeth this and doeth that from the good or evil of his heart; but he knows not to what end his sense doth prompt him; for when he strikes he is blind to where the blow shall fall, nor can he count the airy threads that weave the web of circumstance. Good and evil, love and hate, night and day, sweet and bitter, man and woman, heaven above and the earth beneath--all those things are needful, one to the other, and who knows the end of each? ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#cause-and-effect #chain-of-events #chance #change #choice