Shall I tell you what the real evil is? To cringe to the things that are called evils, to surrender to them our freedom, in defiance of which we ought to face any suffering.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Evil is unintelligible. It is just a thing in itself, like boarding a crowded commuter train wearing only a giant boa constrictor. There is no context which would make it explicable.
Evil, when we are in its power, is not felt as evil, but as a necessity, even a duty.
Sometimes the way you respond to horrific, evil deeds is the measure of one's self as a man, as a nation, as people, as a community.
Evil is the interruption of a truth by the pressure of particular or individual interests.
Evil is a miscellaneous collection of nasty things that nasty people do.
The real evil with which we have to contend is not the physical evil of the Famine, but the moral evil of the selfish, perverse and turbulent character of the people.
Evil, by definition, is that which endangers the good, and the good is what we perceive as a value.
Moral evil is the immorality and pain and suffering and tragedy that come because we choose to be selfish, arrogant, uncaring, hateful and abusive.
Nothing is so good that impious and sacrilegious and wicked people cannot contort its proper benefit into evil.
What we call 'evil' doesn't necessarily deserve any kind of respect or understanding, by any means; it just deserves an acknowledgement of its complexity so we can better understand it - so we can help prevent it.