Evil is repressing that appetite
Elphaba's aphorism "Evil is repressing that appetite" is a deliberately provocative inversion of conventional moral reasoning, uttered during a dinner-party debate about the nature of evil at the town house of Avaric, the Margreave of Tenmeadows, in Shiz. The remark crystallizes her lifelong defiance of the moral categories imposed by her unionist upbringing and her father Frex, and it serves as a self-aware commentary on her own history of repression, desire, and violence.
Context and the Debate on Evil
The aphorism arises on the evening after Elphaba has attempted to murder Madame Morrible, the former Head of Crage Hall, whom she holds responsible for the murder of Doctor Dillamond and for the broader system of oppression in Oz. Having failed to kill Morrible—she finds the old woman already dead—Elphaba seeks out Avaric to confess her deed, hoping to ensure the news spreads. Avaric, instead of turning her in, invites her to stay for dinner with a group of his guests, including a copper magnate, an agony aunt, an artist, and Avaric's wife, the Margreavess. The conversation turns to the nature of evil, and the guests offer a series of abstract definitions: evil as an affliction of the psyche, as an absence of good, as an early stage of moral development, as an incarnated character, as an attribute like beauty, as a power like wind, as an infection, as the corruptibility of creation, as a disjointedness between body and soul, as the selection of vice over virtue, as an act rather than an appetite. Elphaba, who has already claimed to have killed Morrible, listens to these abstractions with growing impatience.
The Aphorism and Its Immediate Meaning
When the Margreavess, near tears, protests that the discussion is improper because an old woman has been slaughtered, and asks Elphaba directly why she did it, Elphaba shrugs and offers a sardonic possibility: "For fun? Maybe evil is an art form." Then, as she wobbles toward the door, she delivers her more considered aphorism: "You know, you're all a pack of fools. You ought to have turned me in instead of entertaining me all evening." Avaric responds gallantly, and the dinner guests applaud her. It is at the doorway that she speaks the line that reframes the entire debate: "The real thing about evil," she says, "isn't any of what you said. You figure out one side of it—the human side, say—and the eternal side goes into shadow. Or vice versa. It's like the old saw: 'What does a dragon in its shell look like? Well no one can ever tell, for as soon as you break the shell to see, the dragon is no longer in its shell. The real disaster of this inquiry is that it is the nature of evil to be secret.'" This is the context in which the aphorism "Evil is repressing that appetite" must be understood: it is not a standalone definition but a tactical intervention in a conversation that has failed to grasp the lived, secret, and self-contradictory nature of evil.
The Aphorism and Elphaba's Character
The aphorism "Evil is repressing that appetite" is a direct inversion of the moral teaching Elphaba received from her father, Frex, a unionist minister who preached that magic was "the sleight of hand of the devil" and that the pleasure faith was "no more than an exercise to distract the masses from the true object of their devotion." Frex's worldview was built on the repression of appetite—sexual, magical, political—as the foundation of virtue. Elphaba's aphorism turns this on its head: it is the repression, not the appetite, that constitutes evil. This inversion is consistent with her own life story. She has spent years repressing her own desires—for love, for justice, for vengeance—and has seen that repression produce not virtue but paralysis and guilt. Her affair with Fiyero, her years of silence in the mauntery, her failed assassination attempt on Madame Morrible, and her final confrontation with Dorothy are all episodes in which the repression of appetite has led to suffering and failure. The aphorism is thus a self-indictment as much as a philosophical claim.
The Aphorism and the Dinner Party's Failure
The dinner-party guests, for all their cleverness, fail to grasp the personal stakes of the debate. They treat evil as an abstract philosophical problem, while Elphaba has just attempted murder and is living with the consequences. The Margreavess's protest—"Didn't she have a mother too? Didn't she have a soul?"—is the only moment that touches on the human cost, but it is quickly dismissed by Avaric as "tender and naive." Elphaba's aphorism, delivered as she is leaving, is a rebuke to their intellectual complacency. It insists that evil is not a topic for parlor games but a secret, a lived reality that resists definition. The aphorism "Evil is repressing that appetite" is the most pointed of her interventions because it directly challenges the guests' assumption that evil is something one does, not something one fails to do. By framing repression as evil, Elphaba aligns herself with a tradition of transgressive thought that values the expenditure of desire over its containment.
The Aphorism and the Novel's Larger Themes
The aphorism resonates with the novel's exploration of the relationship between appetite, power, and morality. The Wizard's regime is built on the repression of entire populations—Animals, Quadlings, Munchkinlanders—and Elphaba's resistance is, in part, an attempt to liberate those appetites for freedom and self-determination that the regime has suppressed. Yet Elphaba herself is deeply conflicted about her own appetites. She has spent years repressing her love for Fiyero, her rage at the Wizard, her desire for forgiveness. The aphorism "Evil is repressing that appetite" is thus a statement of principle that she herself has failed to live up to. It is a measure of her self-awareness that she can articulate this truth even as she remains trapped in the very repression she condemns. The aphorism is not a solution but a diagnosis, and it leaves the dinner-party guests—and the reader—with the unsettling recognition that the line between good and evil is not as clear as they had imagined.