Flying Lotus Quotes

I still got the nasty in me.

I would love to be a villain.

Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.

Everybody has a mean streak in them, don't they?

I'm not a mean person, but I have a capacity for it.

Every day in the year there comes some malice into the world, and where it comes from is no good place.

I don't feel any pressure from fans. But I'm always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That's not to say that I'm not happy.

I really want to be a villain.

I can be a cruel person.

Of all the creatures that were made, man is the most detestable. Of the entire brood he is the only one--the solitary one--that possesses malice. That is the basest of all instincts, passions, vices--the most hateful. He is the only creature that has pain for sport, knowing it to be pain.

I love to play horrible, evil, mean people.

All that peace, man, if felt so good it hurt. I want to hurt it back.

O heart, such disorganization!

That is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot. It is hard and deep and angular, a system of blockades. It is everything and total. Hatred is a high tower. In the Wilds, I start to build, and to climb.

Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.

I think everybody's got a malicious side.

I can think of endless horrible things to do to people!

I can pretty much get in touch with my evil side pretty easily.

I play out negative fantasies for people. I'm the guy people love to hate. And they always remember the bad guy.

Bitterness is so ugly.

There is something sad about malevolence, to be wicked. I have always tried to make that come across in the villains I have played.

If it weren't the problem of politics for me, it would be another. And yet, sometimes it's so difficult. And I feel sorry for myself. And then hate myself for this feeling of self-pity.

We've all got darkness inside us. And I've got quite a lot of darkness.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

Anger tears me up inside... My own... or anyone else's.