Evil influence is like a nicotine patch, you cannot help but absorb what sticks to you.
E.A. BucchianeriMots clés humor evil humour funny drugs christian bad influence catholic sad-but-true catholic-author gadfly influences bad-influence nicotine bad-company evil-people evil-thoughts sticky-situations
O [Roman] people be ashamed; be ashamed of your lives. Almost no cities are free of evil dens, are altogether free of impurities, except the cities in which the barbarians have begun to live...
Let nobody think otherwise, the vices of our bad lives have alone conquered us...
The Goths lie, but are chaste, the Franks lie, but are but are generous, the Saxons are savage in cruelty...but are admirable in chastity...what hope can there be [for the Romans] when the barbarians are more pure [than they]?"
-Salvian
Mots clés evil shame sin vices vice sins sad-but-true ashamed romans barbarians evil-men impurity still-true-today impurities shame-of-society shameful evil-people evil-thoughts dual-meaning evils
Five actors playing allotted parts on a set stage; and now he, for whom no part had been written, had walked onto the stage unexpectedly, because one of the players had turned rebel, as she had once before. He threw everything out of focus, and them into a fever. The heat and intensity of these flying questions was enough to make a man with even partially trained clairvoyant faculties feel as if he sat in a room filled with flashing fireflies.
He took warning and withdrew himself to a cold inner isolation, as he knew how to do, even while laughing and talking with surface ease. It would not do to let his mind become clouded with emotion; or open any door of his imagination. But the impressions that came across that safer inner distance did not make his companions seem less dramatic, more normal: they were still out of focus. Something about the picture was distorted, even to a clear vision. The sense of evil was as strong as ever although the lurking Presence seemed to have retreated into a far background.
He saw presently what the distortion was.
Their modern figures were somehow incongruous in the old house, not at home. Like actors who had somehow got onto the wrong stage, onto sets with which their voices and costumes clashed. Interlopers. Or else-actors of an old school dressed up in an unbecoming masquerade.
Witch House was an old house. Not old as other houses are old, that remain beds of the continuous stream of life, of marriages and births and deaths, of children crying and children laughing, where the past is only part of the pattern, root of the present and the future. Joseph de Quincy, dead nearly a quarter of a thousand years, was still its master: he had been strong, so strong that no later personality could dim or efface him here where he had set his seal.
"He left his evil here when he could no longer stay himself," Carew thought. "As a man with diphtheria leaves germs on the things he has handled, the bed he has lain in. Thoughts are tangible things; on their own plane they breed like germs and, unlike germs, they do not die. He may have forgotten; he may even walk the earth in other flesh, but what he has left here lives."
As probably it had been meant to do. For the man whose malignance, swollen with the contributions of the centuries, still ensouled these walls would not have cared to build a house or found a family except as a means to an end. Witch House was set like a mold, steeped in ritual atmosphere as a temple.
Dangerous business, for who could say that such a temple would not find a god? There are low, non-human beings that coalesce with and feed on such leftover forces: lair in them.
Mots clés evil haunting hauntings evil-thoughts
Този свят е като заснежена планина, където кънти ехото на гласа ти. Каквото и да кажеш, и добро, и зло, то ще се върне пак при теб. Затова, в случай, че някой ти мисли злото, само ще усложниш положението, ако тръгнеш да злословиш за него. Ще влезеш в омагьосания кръг на мъстта. Ето защо четирийсет дни и четирийсет нощи говори и си мисли за този човек хубави неща. В края на четирийсетте дни всичко ще бъде различно, защото дълбоко в себе си ти ще бъдеш друг.
Elif ShafakMots clés life living evil-thoughts
I'm of the opinion that many Christians are in deep denial about the reality of there being 'real' Evil in this world. Evil that cannot be reasoned with; is reprobate, incorrigible, determined, un-appeasable, violent, murderous, and unrelenting. I find this denial shocking in that the Bible clearly shows that in the end this battle is all about Good vs. Evil. This is a very real and present danger to the leaders and people of Israel. They know the truth and are not in any denial about it!!! It's harsh, yes! However, it is Real and a danger to those in Israel. This is not my first rodeo!!! Combat brings me no joy!!! But, God has His holy warriors who risk their lives so others can have the luxury to live in denial!!! Israeli's have no such luxury!!!
R. Alan WoodsMots clés evil evil-men evil-spirits evil-people evil-thoughts evils r-alan-woods
The devil can get you through your flesh. He knows the button to press on your flesh and have a way into your mind. The flesh becomes a transport medium for evil things if not killed for God. If Christ makes a home in your mind, satan can't get there.
Israelmore AyivorMots clés devil evil soul mind flesh thought sin temptation jesus satan sermon food-for-thought jesus-christ thoughts christ satanic press evangelism preaching pastor sinner bishop worldliness evil-thoughts israelmore-ayivor the-word-of-god arcbishop temp temptor
Hear no evil, speak no evil, see no evil but then also do no evil.
Amit AbrahamMots clés evil evil-thoughts evil-eye evil-speaking
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