Conscience

Then I thought a minute, and says to myself, hold on, — s’pose you’d a done right and give Jim up; would you felt better than what you do now? No, says I, I’d feel bad — I’d feel just the same way I do now. Well, then, says I, what’s the use you learning to do right, when it’s troublesome to do right and ain’t no trouble to do wrong, and the wages is just the same? I was stuck. I couldn’t answer that. So I reckoned I wouldn’t bother no more about it, but after this always do whichever come handiest at the time.

— “Huckleberry Finn”, feeling guilty for preventing the capture of his friend and companion, the runaway slave Jim, in Mark Twain, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

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