I became evil for no reason. I had no motive for my wickedness except wickedness itself. It was foul, and I loved it. I loved the self-destruction, I loved my fall, not the object for which I had fallen but my fall itself. My depraved soul leaped down from your firmament to ruin. I was seeking not to gain anything by shameful means, but shame for its own sake.
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.
Samuel Langhorne Clemens, 1835-1910
To be clear, any attempt to hack or to do anything nefarious is wrong and illegal.
Wickedness may prosper for a while.
I think Cruella is evil, because she's the devil. But all the other characters, I was able to find a common humanity with them somewhere, knowing where they're most fragile, where they're most vulnerable, knowing some of the things that happened to them that might have formed this kind of behavior.
Me? Well, I don't know, I must go to a dictionary and learn what a crook is. I've never been a crook.
As anyone who's done any acting will tell you, if you haven't got a malicious evil streak, it's such a joy to let one out.
As the malicious disposition of mankind is too well known, and the cruel pleasure which they take in destroying the reputation of others, the use we are to make of this knowledge is, to afford no handle for reproach; for bad as the world is, it seldom falls on anyone who hath not given some slight cause for censure.
All constraint, / Except what wisdom lays on evil men, / Is evil.
Malevolence is shameful but satisfying.
I'm evil, my middle name is misery. Well, I'm evil, so don't mess around with me.
When we act pugnaciously, and injuriously, and angrily, and rudely, to what level have we degenerated? To the level of the wild beasts. Well, the fact is that some of us are wild beasts of a larger size, while others are little animals, malignant and petty.
Evil person causes harm even if treated will.
Ford looked at him severely. And no sneaky knocking down Mr Dent's house whilst he's away, alright?" he said. The mere thought," growled Mr Prosser, "hadn't even begun to speculate," he continued, settling himself back, "about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.
A bad year and a bad month to all the backbiting bitches in the world!.
Call me a sinner, Mock me maliciously: I was your insomnia, I was your grief.
Some think the only way to get even, to get attention or advantage, or to win is to bash people. This kind of behavior is never appropriate. Oftentimes character and reputation and almost always self-esteem are destroyed under the hammer of this vicious practice.
Hatred of enemies is easier and more intense than love of friends. But from men who are more anxious to injure opponents than to benefit the world at large no great good is to be expected.
There is something in meanness which excites a species of resentment that never subsides, and something in cruelty which stirs up the heart to the highest agony of human hatred.
I'm not the cruel type, but they are, and that's the secret.
Cruelty isn't a personality trait. Cruelty is a habit.
Meanness is the one thing I do get upset about on those rare occasions when I see it.
Wickedness frames the engines of her own torment. She is a wonderful artisan of a miserable life.
She is not old, she is not young, The Woman with the Serpent's Tongue. The haggard cheek, the hungering eye, The poisoned words that wildly fly, The famished face, the fevered hand, Who slights the worthiest in the land, Sneers at the just, contemns the brave, And blackens goodness in its grave.
Wicked deeds are generally done, even with impunity, for the mere desire of occupation.