Stefan Molyneux Quotes

I cannot endure the horror, the evil, which comes to self in solitude.

The disease of an evil conscience is beyond the practice of all the physicians of all the countries in the would.

The true knowledge of good and evil arouses disturbances of the mind

We, in America and Great Britain, have never had to live with evil and ignore it, or pretend it wasn't happening, as people did all over Europe, and indeed, even in Germany herself.

In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum.

The mind is ever ingenious in making its own distress.

There's not some finite amount of pain inside us. Our bodies and minds just keep manufacturing more of it.

I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. Did he rape my head, too?

The evil which assails us is not in the localities we inhabit but in ourselves. We lack strength to endure the least task, being incapable of suffering pain, powerless to enjoy pleasure, impatient with everything. How many invoke death when, after having tried every sort of change, they find themselves reverting to the same sensations, unable to discover any new experience.

Thinking evil is making evil.

Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.

Pain is inevitable as long as you are identified with your mind.

The punishment of every disordered mind is its own disorder.

There are materials enough in every man's mind to make a hell there.

The world's oldest wisdom: each evil thought infuses the mind, sooner or later, with an unholy fear.

No one who, like me, conjures up the most evil of those half-tamed demons that inhabit the human breast, and seeks to wrestle with them, can expect to come through the struggle unscathed.

Alone, alone, about the dreadful wood / Of conscious evil runs a lost mankind, / Dreading to find its Father.

Evil into the mind of god or man may come and go, so unapproved, and leave no spot or blame behind.

There were days when you peered into yourself, into the secret places of your heart, and what you saw there made you faint with horror. And then, next day, you didn't know what to make of it,you couldn't interpret the horror you had glimpsed the day before. Yes, you know what evil costs.

Shedding off one more layer of skin, Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.

I could not bear the deep freeze settling around my bones at the thought that yet another attempt to get out of my life alive would end in disappointment. Time became palpable and viscous. Every minute, every second, every nanosecond, wrapped around my spine so that my nerves tightened and ached. I faded into abstraction. A self-generated narcosis created a painful blank where my mind used to be.

To fight evil is to fight ourselves.

The nearer a man lives to God, the more intensely has he to mourn over his own evil heart." -Charles Spurgeon

Pain of mind is worse than pain of body.

Unholy soldier, disciple of sin, what kind of mind are you living in?