“Abash'd the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is,.....”
“Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss”
“I still felt like I might hurl, and I thought about how awful that would be in midair.”
“The awful thing is that beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.”
“I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather.”
“One never learns how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her~is it ever the right choice? Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil?”