“Maybe the devil in human beings isn't the reflection of the devil, perhaps the devil is only a reflection of the savagery and brutality of our kind. Maybe what we've done is create the devil in our own image”
“Maybe we are all somebody's devil.”
“What a mess the world was in, Vimes reflected. Constable Visit had told him the meek would inherit it, and what had the poor devils done to deserve that?”
“Maybe there was just the Devil, the real God of this lousy world.”
“We all invite our own devils, and we must exorcise our own.”
“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”