Malice is planting thorns even in the most beautiful garden.
Evil cannot hide; sooner or later, it emerges like the sun.
The hearts of malicious people breed chaos instead of peace.

Friendship grown with good intentions is destroyed by malice.
Malice is the darkest side of the human soul.
Jealousy and malice are silent enemies that poison friendship.

Those who act maliciously are actually lost within themselves.
Peace flourishes where malice does not exist.
Malice flows like a river but eventually falls into its own swamp.

Those who seek to belittle others lose their own greatness.
Malice is the weapon of the weak; the strong rise with goodness.
Kindness is the best antidote to malice.

Even if evil spreads, good hearts never surrender.
Malice is the greatest enemy of trust.
A mind fed by malice loses its way in the darkness.
The quietest malice causes the deepest wounds.
Those who do malice poison their own future.
Evil may seem rewarding short-term, but it loses in the long run.
Malice tires not others, but itself the most.
Pure hearts do not carry the dirt of malice.