All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be. This is elementary

Hail Lord, ...Loose my chains.

Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.

I may repeat 'Do as you would be done by' till I am black in the face, but I cannot really carry it out till I love my neighbor as myself: and I cannot learn to love my neighbor as myself till I learn to love God;and I cannot learn to love God except by learning to obey him.

If we ignore it the truth that God is love may slyly come to mean for us the converse, that love is God.

The real problem is not why some pious, humble, believing people suffer, but why some do not.

We make men without chests and expect from them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst.