Am I still a hero if the only person I save is
myself?
Am I still a villain if the only person I hurt is
myself?

I went out to the hazel wood
because a fire was in my head
cut and peeled a hazel wand
and hooked a berry to a thread
and when white moths were on the wing
and moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped the berry in a stream,
and caught a little silver trout....


(Song of Wandering Aengus)

And the best sort of villain is smart and subtle and so very tricky that you don't even know he's the villain, because he thinks himself the hero in his own story.

There are only three types of citizenship: hero, villain, nobody.

Her eyes were the color of whiskey and grace. Moments with her always felt like getting drunk on Sundays.

He veered from hero to villain -- and both were untrue.