Quotes
Quotes about Devil
Idleness is a constant sin, and labor is a duty. Idleness is the devil's home for temptation and for unprofitable, distracting musings; while labor profit others and ourselves.
He that falls into sin is a man; that grieves at it, is a saint; that boasteth of it, is a devil.
Avoid self-righteousness like the devil- nothing is so self-blinding.
Words have ruined more souls than any devil's agency.
Stupidity is the devil. Look in the eye of a chicken and you'll know. It's the most horrifying, cannibalistic, and nightmarish creature in this world.
Speak boldly, and speak truly, shame the devil.
Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath: Neither give place to the devil.
What the devil was he doing in this galley? [Fr., Que diable alloit-il faire dans cette galere?]
Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there? What's this, a sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-cannon. What, up and down carved like an apple tart? Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash, Like to a censer in a barber's shop. Why, what's a devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
But something may be done that we will not; And sometimes we are devils to ourselves When we will tempt the frailty of our powers, Presuming on their changeful potency.
Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light.
May your glass be ever full May the roof over your head be always strong, And may you be in heaven Half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.
Let him go abroad to a distant country; let him go to some place where he is not known. Don't let him go to the devil where he is known.
Treason and murder ever kept together, As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose, Working so grossly in a natural cause That admiration did not whoop at them; But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in Wonder to wait on treason and on murder; And whatsoever cunning fiend it was That wrought upon thee so preposterously Hath got the voice in hell for excellence.
Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.
There are no whole truths. All truths are half truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that plays the devil.
Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn'd Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational.
Education without values, as useful as it is, seems rather to make man a more clever devil.
But then I sigh, and, with a piece of Scripture, Tell them that Gods bids us do good for evil: And thus I clothe my naked villainy With odd old ends stol'n forth of holy writ, And seems a saint, when most I play the devil.
It is a revenge the devil sometimes takes upon the virtuous, that he entraps them by the force of the very passion they have suppressed and think themselves superior to.
The devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
Since all the riches of this world May be gifts from the devil and earthly kings, I should suspect that I worshipped the devil If I thanked my God for worldly things.
Oh, woman, perfect woman! what distraction Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil! What an inviting hell invented.
Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Keep doing some kind of work, that the devil may always find you employed. [Lat., Facito aliquid operis, ut semper te diabolus inveniat occupatum.]
