Nietzsche On Evil Novels & Stories

“He’s not any stronger than you are.” “No, I know,” she admitted, fumbling for words. “It’s just… I see good in him, sir. I see, that if he were given a choice, maybe, he’d choose the light.” “Oh, Rune. You are so naïve, sweet child. Thanatos has had every opportunity to choose goodness, just like every other creature. He has chosen evil. And for that, he must be destroyed. I rest assured you can, and will, find a way to get it done.” He was already up and off of the sofa, and Ru found herself scrambling to stand.

"Because of Marcus. Because I keep trying to find the damage. The wound. The reason he became what he became. And I cannot find it. I have access to everything. His history. His childhood. His—entire life. And I cannot find the moment where something broke. He seems like he was just—always this way. Always cold. Always calculating. Always—choosing cruelty like it was preference. Not survival. Just preference." I sat with this. The question deserved real thought. Not comfort. Not easy answer. "I think most evil is damage in disguise," I said finally. "I think most cruelty comes from wounds. But I also think—sometimes damage becomes so complete that the wound and the person become the same thi

He reaches up and tucks my hair behind my ear, “Do you want to talk about it, or do you need another minute?” I hold his free hand between mine, focusing on the creases and tiny hairs in his skin. “And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.” “Why are you quoting Nietzsche?” he asks curiously. “Because he was right,” I answer, looking up at him in defeat. Ayawamat frowns, “Orenda, you’re not evil or corrupt. You have not become the monsters you hunt. How can you even think that?”

he exhaled, then joined his forehead with hers, his hands still touching, they didn't want to stop, but he had to stare her in the face. "What are you doing here? When did you get here?" "Sofia, listen to me well. There are good and bad people around us. And even those who seem bad, are not. The other way around, there are good people disguised as evil. Whatever may, no matter who the people are, I want you to understand that it's in me that you will trust to the fullest." She looked right into his eyes. His were now injected with something she couldn't decipher. "Why do you say that?"

It was a bold question, however I knew that in order to make an impression, I needed to be bold. He took a moment to give my question some thought. “Some would say that good and bad are inferred differently by people. Some might think that I use my skills or ‘evil’ for bad; however I would argue that in the grand scheme of things I use my evil for the greater good. Sometimes we are forced to do bad things in order to get good outcomes.” I couldn’t help but wonder if his definition of the greater good matched mine. Only time would tell.

It was few seconds before he continued, “There were many other specifics Hitler tried to conceal from people and even close associates and friends, but they are not relevant here. Coming to your observation that a troubled childhood was the cause of the grimmest holocaust in human history is not entirely true. There are many people around who had difficult and unhappy childhoods, but they don’t prompt such crimes like killing thousands of children with physical and developmental disabilities, gassing millions of helpless men, women and children and burying half-starved and broken people alive, all in the pretext of racial purity.” He looked at me and then said leisurely, “The explanation for

in her voice. Alexander recognized her distress, understood that she judged herself less than him, a failure. “You are the light, my love. I am the darkness itself. Thomas was wholly evil. You can restrain and delay evil, but you cannot completely touch its core because you cannot connect with it. Most humans are both good and evil. Not pure evil. You can connect with them because you can touch them, which is good. I have the demon in me; it is my nature. He resides there, crouched low, waiting to leap out when I forget to leash him. I know evil every day of my existence. When you control it every day, it is not such a great feat to destroy it.” Alexander dismissed his actions easily. “You a

Ivar said. "Look at their intent. Is it evil?" "But what is evil father? Why do we have to live in hiding like this? Those Seekers who came here, I want to know what they want." "Ivar, the emperor himself fears that our existence could hinder his plans in the future. He wants total control over his dominion and he sees us as a threat to his position as the all powerful ruler. You ask what is evil. Evil is a selfish thought that manifests through action— an intention that aims to benefit only oneself while causing harm to others.

I knew she wanted to say more but was trying not to cry. I squeezed her hand, letting her know I was here and things would be okay. She took a sip of her water with her other hand. I loved that she let me touch her. When she calmed down, she looked at me, “I’m okay. It’s just, you talked about it in your letters. Nature versus nurture, right? I don’t think people are born evil, unless there is something wrong with their brains. But they become it. It starts like a dark seed that’s planted inside your soul, and if you let it grow, it takes over. But you never did let it take over.”

, It is difficult for us to back up our statement with an irrefutable evidence because we have none to use. But if we all believe that the organization is made up of bad people, then it will be easy for us to conclude that your husband doubted himself not only because of baseless reasons to drown his self-confidence but because he was afraid of the man he was slowly becoming. Recent studies shows the phase between doing evil and accepting you have done evil. From their discoveries, it is easier for a man to do evil continuously and still feel nothing when he is doing it. But when he realizes he has done evil, it becomes harder for him to do it immediately again. At that point, his brain begi