“‘For myself,’ she continued, ‘. . . I believe that what’s right today is wrong tomorrow and that the time to enjoy yourself is now so long as you let others do the same. I’m as good, Mr. Motes,’ she said, ‘not believing in Jesus as many a one that does.’ ‘You’re better,’ he said, leaning forward suddenly. ‘If you believed in Jesus, you wouldn’t be so good.’”
Flannery O’Connor, Wise Blood (New York, 1949), page 225.