I was made to look at the convention that lurks in all truth and on the essential sincerity of falsehood. He appealed to all sides at once—to the side turned perpetually to the light of day, and to that side of us which, like the other hemisphere of the moon, exists stealthily in perpetual darkness, with only a fearful ashy light falling at times on the edge.
A moral dilemma. Truth, falsehood, and human nature. Canfalsehoods can be deeply ingrained and sincerely believed?
