The Devil Aspect

Maybe it would be best,” she said at last, “if you left the Devil alone in his hiding place.

I think it allows the public to enjoy the thrill of a story without the fear of the reality. The reality is too much to bear, so they detach themselves from it. That’s maybe how all myths were born.

I will return,” the voice hissed in Viktor’s ear. “I will return and show you the truth and you will be blinded by it. I will show you such horror and fear that you will be burned by its beauty and its clarity.

You have to understand—it’s the nature of the Devil to disguise his presence. The truth is that the Devil comes into all of our lives, at least once, at one time or another. Everyone encounters him, but most don’t know he’s there. They blame the evil in others, or in themselves, for anything bad that happens to them. The truth is nobody really believes in him anymore, which is his most powerful weapon.

The Devil,” he said through his stupor. “Don’t you see, he really is the Devil…the true Devil in living form. And he’s coming back. He is coming for us. You’ve got to help me.

I especially liked it when, at the end, they begged for their lives. When they did that—and they all did that eventually—I would pretend to hesitate and see in their eyes the glimmer of a final, desperate hope. I let them have that for an instant. Then, I took it away. That—that extinguishing of their very last hope—I savored more than anything, even more than the extinguishing of their lives. You see, it was at that moment they could feel the presence of the Devil and would beg God to come and deliver them from him. And it was in that moment that I made them see—that they finally realized—God had been there all along. It was then they understood: the Devil was just God in his night attire.

It was a hot, sunny, bright day. People don't realize it, but that is when loneliness is the sharpest, it cuts the deepest - when the sun shines, and everything else is bright and warm.