The walls are raised against honest men in civic life.
You can pour holy oil and holy water on a thug until you have emptied buckets of both; but at the end he will be a consecrated thug, but a thug all the same unless interior intentions and a disciplined man are present.
The march to our duty here, not merely to ourselves, but to our surroundings, must proceed. God wills it.
The Puritan has passed; the Catholic remains.
