A deal’s a deal, especially one with the Devil.
May you be in heaven a full half hour before the devil knows you’re dead.
You can’t play God without being acquainted with the devil.
The Devil has been a yoke on the neck of humanity since we first began to think and dream.
The Devil gets burned by fire. Could this be any more ironic?
Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t.
True evil is, above all things, seductive. When the Devil knocks at your door, he doesn’t have cloven hooves. He is beautiful, and offers you your heart’s desire in whispered airs. Like a siren, beckoning you to ruinous shore.
The devil’s at his strongest while we’re looking the other way, like a program running in the background silently, while we’re busy doing other s***.
I am a Devil of my word.
I would sup with the Devil if he would show me how to achieve my earthly goals.
He who sups with the Devil needs a long spoon.
Devil is as devil does.
