There is a price for being good the same as for being bad; a cost to pay. And it’s the good men that can’t deny the bill when it comes around. They can’t deny it, like the honest man that gambles. The bad men can deny it; that’s why don’t anybody expect them to pay on sight or any other time. But the good can’t.
Bad language is a stage all children go through, and it dies with time when they learn they’re not attracting attention with it.
When men do not have healthy notions of the Divinity, false ideas supplant them, just as in bad times one uses counterfeit money when there is no good money.
Things get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.