"There was this boy I sent to the Electric Chair in Huntsville here a while back. My arrest and my testimony. He killed a fourteen-year-old girl. Papers said it was a crime of passion, but he told me there wasn't any passion to it. Told me that he'd been planning to kill somebody for about as long as he could remember. Said that if they turned him out he'd do it again. Said he knew he was going to hell. Be there in about fifteen minutes. I don't know what to make of that. I surely don't."

"You can’t make a deal with him. Even if you gave him the money back he’d still kill you just for inconveniencing him... He’s a peculiar man. He’s not like you, he’s not even like me."

"It is hard for me to make sense on any given level. Myself is fabricated, an aberration. I am a noncontingent human being. My personality is sketchy and unformed, my heartlessness goes deep and is persistent. My conscience, my pity, my hopes disappeared a long time ago (probably at Harvard) if they ever did exist. There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it, I have now surpassed."

Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything you want cause I've heard it all before. All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get.

"They tell me your son squealed like a girl when they nailed him to the cross. And your wife moaned like a whore when they ravaged her... again... and again... and again."

"Some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money. They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn."

"You see, it seems that the MW affected Michio Yuki's cerebrum. His intellect remains intact, but his heart was stripped of any morality or decency."

"I AM the Devil!"

"Hee, hee! Nothing can beat the music of hundreds of voices screaming in unison!"

"It took hundreds to kill me but I killed humans by the thousands. Look at me! I am sublime!!! I am the true face of evil!!!!! HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!".

"Pain is our drug, death our meat and drink!"

"Death is a GIFT!"

"Rearden decided that he could not believe this woman to actually mean what she was saying, that it couldn't possibly be as bad as it seemed to be. To do so would be to make a verdict of Irrevocable Damnation."

"That right there? That's the difference between bonafide true Evil with a capital "E" and your whiny, "evil, but for a good cause," crap."

"Daddy screamed REAL good before he DIED!"

Bullshit! Don't you understand what he did? He did the identical crime eighteen months before he murdered his wife! He knew it would get him off the hook! He knew Bobby Slade was seeing his wife! That's why he did the first crime in Santa Cruz! He threw us Bobby Slade as a suspect! He picked that woman very carefully! He knew she played tennis with Slade! He planned this for eighteen months! He is not a psychopath! He is an iceman. He is a monster.

"I will take you to a hell without exit or end. And there I will murder your souls! And make you crawl and beg! And die! Die! Die for Darkseid!"

"I hope you appreciate Kal-El, that everything that happens from this point is on your head. The skies will rain fire, the oceans will boil, the streets will run red with the blood of BILLIONS. Only then, after your last PITIFUL hope is extinguished, will I end your life. Let's go!"

"Had I known one human's death would pain you so, I would have killed more. And kill more I shall. Carry that agony with you to oblivion, Superman."

"And the good thing is, he's not dead for long - I get to kill him AGAIN!"

"To be honest, Lord Azard, I'll be glad when this extermination is completed. I prefer breaking a population's will. There's an artistry to that."

"What the hell difference does it make? At least the state of Mississippi got forty years of cheap labor out of the deal!"

"A hex is formed from the negative thoughts and feelings of the sacrifice. In order to produce these feelings, we torture the sacrifice in the most painful ways imaginable. However, all too often the sacrifice dies as a result of this conditioning."

I like kids. They don't leave much of a mess.

"You will learn respect, and suffering will be your teacher!"

"When I decided to take the throne of Khauran, I cast about for a man to aid me, and chose the Falcon, because of his utter lack of all characteristics men call good."
"I am overwhelmed, princess," murmured Constantius sardonically, with a profound bow.

"Clockwerk. He was consumed with jealousy for the Cooper clan's thieving reputation. Is it inappropriate to refer to him as a monster? No, not at all. What kind of person stays alive for hundreds of years with the express intention of wiping out a rival's family line? Imagine the hatred fueling that first decision to replace his mortal body with soulless machinery. Ultimately, it did the trick. Clockwerk lived on."

"I shall gnaw the Golden City to the bone... [takes a bite of a Large Ham] and I shall spit. It. Out! [spits the meat out] No one is left alive to warn them! ... One-Eyes! One-Eyes! The day of death has come to the Golden Land! And I shall conquer the Golden City! I shall trample and break them! And not show pity!"

"He has no control over the darkness in his heart. The Keyblade is not his to bear. He's an abomination beyond hope of salvation."

"I met [Micheal Myers] fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the Devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil."

'"There are some corners of the universe that have bred the most terrible things. Things that act against everything we believe in. They must be fought."

'"I can't believe I'm being paid to do this. I love watching you prawns die."

"Oh dear, you make me so sad... looking at me just as my child did... how pitiful! I love no one in this world other than myself! I will gouge out your heart as a gift to my lord!"

"I believe the time is right for RKS to begin its grand crusade. Oh, I can't wait to see the looks on everyone's dying faces." ♪

"Nothing beats hearing a kid scream! It gives me tingles... C'mon, cry some more for me!"

"Seriously, I can't believe you just asked me that! OK, all right, fine! How about this reason? Seems as good as any. I do all the wonderful things I do because I want to see the miserable look on the faces of people like YOU when you're wallowing in despair, dismay, grief, frustration, misery... all sorts of other unpleasant nouns... I guess you could say I'm bored. At least misery is interesting."

Hero: I don't care what your reasons are for giving Lionfang one of your snow globes... ...I'm not going to let you help him ruin my Frostval. (grabs Garaja by the throat and starts choking him) Tell me where Lionfang has his base camp, or you won't be around long enough to regret ruining Frostval.
Garaja: You're just like the rest of those thugs.
Hero: No... I'm MUCH worse.

"That is a good way of viewing it. So many weak Dragonlords consider their dragon a pet, or worse... their partner. Stalagbite is just another weapon that I use. With the Chaos Dragon Amulet and the Legendary Sword of Dragon Control that Drakath gave me, I enslaved him... just as I enslaved the dwarves... just as I will soon enslave all of these lands."

"Morality was not my job, modifying chimeric viruses was."

Dr. Tenma: You can't just go around killing!

Johan: Why not?

Orel: But why did you marry Dad?

Bloberta: Oh well, why not?

Orel: Well, it's just that when he drinks, he changes.

Bloberta: Oh, he doesn't change, Orel. That's just his true nature coming out.

"We can't stop them. We don't know where they come from. We don't know what they want. They don't even seem to want territory. All they do is kill. We can't even begin to negotiate with them, or work out their objectives, because we just don't know the first damn thing about them. That's not an enemy, Mr. Chairman. That's a monster."

''You can tell the Angels in Heaven You never saw Evil so singularly personified as You did in the face of the man who killed You

Elia of Dorne. I killed her screaming whelp. Then I raped her. Then I smashed HER FUCKING HEAD IN, LIKE THIS!

You'd do better to tell us everything. But to make sure it happens, I brought along a few tools. Just things you pick up along the way. At first I won't be able to trust you, but after I use this, you'll own up to a few things. When we get to these we'll have developed a... how can I put this? A closer bond, much like brothers. You'll see. And when we get to this one, I'll believe anything you tell me.

Aaahhh!!! You're no perfect being! You're a monster in human form! No mercy! No forgiveness!!!

You should know, Mimi..If you had betrayed me out of the cruelty of your heart I would have understood. For 30 pieces of silver...Or a brand new doll....or a very expensive tricycle...I would have been proud. But no...You betrayed me...So you could protect this...this eight-legged-ingrate!

Most men would question the decency of a decision like the one I just made. Some would become paralyzed with despair and regret. Rest assured, I am not most men.

Oh, my dear. Don't look at me that way. You have only to suffer this union until death do us part. And that will come sooner than you think...

He was obsessed with becoming the Devil. So much he killed his own wife; for that he butchered innocent people, too. He's the most vile kind of creature.

You're a strange man. You killed your best friend, you betrayed everyone who ever came in contact with you, you killed my cousin. I guess the survival of the fittest thing really meant a lot to you.

Jack Marston: You sent him to do your dirty work, then you shot him like a dog!

Edgar Ross: And I'll shoot like you one too, you little piece of trash!

Norman Osborn: "I recently killed your children. And your boy...your son....died squealing , skewered on his own sword."

Baron Wolfgang Von Strucker: Fine. Make it two favors I owe you.

Newborn porn!

Ivan Korshunov: In a war, people die.

Grace Marshall: This isn't war! You just murdered an unarmed woman!

"This man Makarov is fighting his own war and he has no rules. No boundaries. He doesn't flinch at torture, human trafficking, or genocide. He's not loyal to a flag or a country or any set of ideals. He trades blood for money."

"It wasn't a popularity contest. He was a psychopath, a monster"

Bertrand: Cole, don't press me. If I turn into that thing again, oh, there will be blood on our hands.

Cole: Blood? You're the one trying to trick humanity into killing anybody with a power!

Pop quiz: Why am I such an angry bitch? Seriously, no matter how many I kill, it'll always be the same. They're gonna pay. Yeah. With their fucking lives.

"[Barney's] life essence is that of the most pure, unrefined evil in the universe; he has no existence outside of that."

"Am I not the most wretched and selfish of fortune's fools? Oblivious, I live in a training ground for prostitutes; my mentor is an abuser and purveyor; I've been complicit with my sister's murderer, and the killer of my family as he corrupted my mind! I sought relief from my turn and you turned me away from the truth!"

"Isn't she beautiful? I was about to stuff her."

Evil ghost Dahlia Hawthorne: Do you understand why I would kill my cousin now? What my goal was?

Phoenix: Obviously... It's because you were helping your mother.

Evil ghost: Helping...? Don't make me laugh. From the day I was born to the day I died, I never helped anyone!

Kill a man off the battlefield and you're an murderer. Kill a man on the battlefield and you're a hero!

"Fool! Did you think that I, Radiguet, am able to feel such disgusting emotion called love!?"

Jefferson: Two fellow prisoners murdered. One raped. And that guard....

Prison administrator: He bit his hand off.

Jefferson: For sure Mr. Hyde was busy during last two months here.

Prison administrator: Last two months? Mr. Jefferson, it was all this morning.

Kevin Lomax: Goddammit, what did you do to my wife?

John Milton: Well, on a scale of one to ten... ten being the most depraved act of sexual theatre know to man... one being your average Friday night run-through at the Lomaxes' household... I'd say, not to be immodest, Mary Ann and I got it on at about... seven.

Oh, come on. So iCarly loses a few viewers. Give me a fucking break.

Those eyes... as cold as ice!! The eyes of someone who could kill countless people without feeling a thing!

Kill one kid, kill two kids, it's all the same to me...

Galvatron: I will live on while all the planets are totally annihilated.

Optimus Prime: But how?

Galvatron: I possess the Omega Lock and the Cyber Planet Keys, as well as the power to rule and create a new universe, the way I want it.

Scourge: What about all your followers? How are you going to save them from the black hole's destruction?

Galvatron: Save them? Why would I bother? If they're not strong enough to survive, that's their problem.

Override: You'd just desert your team?!

Galvatron: You're right, they're my team and I can do with them as I want. I never promised that I would protect them.

Scourge: Coldhearted snake!

You ruthless... heartless... BASTARD!

Hya ha ha! Great, isn't it? It's the face of a dying girl.

Flit: Desil....Why did you..... Why did Yurin have to die?

Desil: There was no reason! It just means I've lost one of my playthings!

You truly are my child!

Aw, did I get your fucking ear? I better stop or I'll get AIDS. I know where you fucking live. I want you gone. I don't care where, I don't want freaks like you in my school. Maybe do the world a favour and kill yourself.

These kinds of guys don't change. Y-you think they ever suddenly wake up and realize the error of their ways and clean up their act? No! They just keep ruining everyone's lives, and the world is better off without 'em.

The Fledgeling: What about these creatures? Did you make them?

Andrei The Tzimisce: Blessed creatures... I have broken through their mortal crust, and drawn from them their greatest strength: mutability. I coax bone, weave flesh, and lace sinew tight 'til it strains to lash out!

The Fledgeling: Where did you get the... raw materials for them?

Andrei: Illegals, mongrels, half-bloods... and Caitiff. The bane of society, Kindred and Kine. They are as of little consequence to authority as they are to me. It is... a culling, of sorts.''

Tell your assassin to aim for the head — because she doesn't have a heart!

That's one tough old lady, Jackie! How many times do I have to shoot her before she surrenders?

"And as The Damned, walked through the huge gates that opened into a new world with a severed head floating along beside them, the dead body of Rickety Charlie, lay behind. Dead from exhaustion, age and the multitude of tortures both physical and psychological that it had seen. Precision, Acheri, and Offal, did not mind for they had been planning on killing him anyway.

"I know nothing of philosophical philanthropy. But I know what I have seen, and what I have looked in the face in this world here, where I find myself. And I tell you this, my friend, that there are people (men and women both, unfortunately) who have no good in them—none. That there are people whom it is necessary to detest without compromise. That there are people who must be dealt with as enemies of the human race. That there are people who have no human heart, and who must be crushed like savage beasts and cleared out of the way."

"I've tried to make Elle understand. But she's like you, Alex. She still thinks there are such things as good and evil. But there aren't. There is only chaos and order."

"His knowledge remained woefully incomplete, Harry! That which Voldemort does not value, he takes no trouble to comprehend. Of house-elves and children's tales, of love, loyalty and innocence, Voldemort knows and understands nothing. Nothing. That they all have a power beyond his own, a power beyond the reach of any magic, is a truth that he has never grasped."

"I shall enjoy dissecting your brain, Ms. Kyle."

"[Dragovich] has no fear, no conscience, no weakness."

"Hell is too good for you!"

"Who said murder's not an art?"

Mary Sunshine Are you sorry?

Roxie Hart ... Are you kidding?

"I assure you, they will not be missed by anyone of consequence."