Evil is charming and beautiful. It asks for one small compromise after another until it whittles you down.
...Suppose I said I am on my best behavior. Would you want me when I’m not myself?
...It’s not how you start, it’s how you finish.
And it’s not about the things you’ve done, it’s what you’re doing now.
Everybody gets knocked down — how quick are you gonna get up?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map