The Bad Seed

by William March

Believe me, there’s nothing in the world worth a frown, much less a tear.”

guilt, when you examined it dispassionately, could be seen to be only a painful form of pride.

Miss Fern, continuing her theme, said that unless man was able to comprehend infinity, that baffling anomaly of a universe without dimensions, he could not comprehend the nature of God. She thought the efforts of mortals like ourselves to catalogue, to limit, to attribute our own moral precepts to Him, or even to define His nature, were both foolish and presumptuous.