The greatest lesson I have learned from the writer is not that the world is inherently unjust and indifferent to suffering, but that a person who struggles to be good needs to rage with every fiber of her being against this injustice and indifference, against the moral turpitude that allows evil to enter our souls. A writer’s role, O’Connor also tells us, is not to be a dispassionate recorder or mirror of this injustice, but to write out of an immovable and fiery ethical core in opposition to it.
