Best 74 quotes in «malice quotes» category

Life is a warfare against the malice of others.

Let not your rage or malice destroy a life.

Malice can always find a mark to shoot at, and a pretence to fire.

Malice is always authentic and sincere.

Malice is of the boomerang character, and is apt to turn upon the projector.

Men that make Envy and crooked malice nourishment, Dare bite the best.

Misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than malice and wickedness.

One can overlook stupidity, until it evolves into malice.

It was granted to me alone to discover all the new phenomena in the sky and nothing to anybody else. This is the truth which neither envy nor malice can supress.

Malice blunts the point of wit.

Malice is only another name for mediocrity.

Malice swallows the greatest part of its own venom.

Malicious tongues spread their poison abroad and nothing here below is proof against them.

Malice is poisoned by her own venom.

Malice drinketh up the greater part of its own poison.

Malice often takes the garb of truth.

Malice sucks up the greatest part of its own venom, and poisons itself.

Malice will always find bad motives for good actions. - Shall we therefore never do good?

Man loves malice, but not against one-eyed men nor the unfortunate, but against the fortunate and proud.

Pots can show malice, the patterns of linoleum can leer up at you, treachery is the other side of dailiness.

Publish not men's secret faults, for by disgracing them you make yourself of no repute.

The frightful engines of ecclesiastical councils, of diabolical malice, and Calvinistical good-nature never failed to terrify me exceedingly whenever I thought of preaching.

That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.

The mischief of children is seldom actuated by malice; that of grown-up people always is.

The malice of the wicked was reinforced by the weakness of the virtuous.

The pow'r that I have on you is to spare you; The malice towards you to forgive you.

There must be more malice than love in the hearts of all wits.

The quietness of his tone italicized the malice of his reply.

The Saviour of mankind Himself, in whose blameless life malice could find no act to impeach, has been called in question for words spoken.

The smiles that encourage severity of judgment hide malice and insincerity.

The tongue of slander is too prompt with wanton malice to wound the stranger.

You should not feel that your path is the only right path and that other paths are wrong. You mustn't bear malice toward others.

Wit loses its point when dipped in malice.

Art thou so deeply read in nature and her large philosophy, and I am yet to teach thee that deadliest hellebore or the vomit of a toad are qualified poison to the malice of a woman?

Beware of those around you who subtly sow the seeds of doubt.

He spoke in hard and angry earnest, if a man ever did," replied the girl, shaking her head. "He is an earnest man when his hatred is up. I know many who do worse things; but I'd rather listen to them all a dozen times, than to that Monks once.

But the truth is, nothing delights me more than a biography of one of the truly great that proves he or she was an absolute shit.

Confrontation is better than malice.

... He was not for that moment a human being, but a frenzied creature possessed by rage, turned into an animal. All that could be seen in him was the urge to hurt, and it was, as it always will be, the most dreadful sight in the world.

If there is a deity of the kind imagined by votaries of the big mail-order religions such as Christianity and Islam, and if this deity is the creator of all things, then it is responsible for cancer, meningitis, millions of spontaneous abortions everyday, mass killings of people in floods and earthquakes-and too great mountain of other natural evils to list besides. It would also,as the putative designer of human nature, ultimately be responsible or the ubiquitous and unbeatable human propensities for hatred, malice, greed, and all other sources of the cruelty and murder people inflict on each other hourly.

If before the severe judge idle speech is reprehended, how much more that which is hurtful. Consider, then, how damnable those words be, which proceed of malice, when that talk shall be punished which proceedeth only from idleness.

In consequence, when the pleasures have been removed which busy people derive from their actual activities, the mind cannot endure the house, the solitude, the walls, and hates to observe its own isolation. From this arises that boredom and self-dissatisfaction, that turmoil of a restless mind and gloomy and grudging endurance of our leisure, especially when we are ashamed to admit the reasons for it and our sense of shame drives the agony inward, and our desires are trapped in narrow bounds without escape and stifle themselves. From this arise melancholy and mourning and a thousand vacillations of a wavering mind, buoyed up by the birth of hope and sickened by the death of it. From this arises the state of mind of those who loathe their own leisure and complain that they have nothing to do, and the bitterest envy at the promotion of others. For unproductive idleness nurtures malice, and because they themselves could not prosper they want everyone else to be ruined. Then from this dislike of others' success and despair of their own, their minds become enraged against fortune, complain about the times, retreat into obscurity, and brood over their own sufferings until they become sick and tired of themselves.

If we become aware that someone is sending thoughts of ill will in our direction, we do not argue with the apparent reality of malice. To do so would give it more substance. We remove the personal sense of ourself and the other person.

Most of the great evil in the world happens not at the hands of malice, but of fear. Because good people, the ones who would do the right thing, don’t do it, out of that fear.

Monsters don’t exist. It’s men you should be afraid of, not monsters.

I used to be a 'malice';people called me Alice- in Blunderland !

One word is enough to destroy an entire city provided that word is backed by anger. Drop down the bullets of anger; it destroys at the speed of light!

...my father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days, weeks, at a time, making the air humid, hard to breathe, my father stalking around with his lower jaw jutting out, giving him the look of a wounded, vengeful boxer, grinding his teeth so loud you could hear it across the room ... I'm sure he told himself: 'I never hit her'. I'm sure because of this technicality he never saw himself as an abuser. But he turned our family life into an endless road trip with bad directions and a rage-clenched driver, a vacation that never got a chance to be fun.

Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.

Pick the axe; chop off the anger; burn the pieces and bury the ashes. Anger kills before it is noticed. It travels faster to the destination to destroy long before conscience arrives to regret it!