Lets Be Serious

“I’ve always been bad. Probably I shall be bad again, punished again. But the worse I am, the more I need God. I can’t shut myself out from His mercy. … Or it may be a private bargain between me and God, that if I give up this one thing I want so much, however bad I am, He won’t quite despair of me in the end.” 

Perfectly sums of the Catholic psychology in the book, especially of the Flyte family during the climactic death of the head of the family. The words have such an aura of mystacility and melancholy, but also a peculiar childlike quality. Good God isn’t this novel brilliant?