At the bottom of the heart of every human being, from earliest infancy until the tomb, there is something that goes on indomitably expecting, in the teeth of all experience of crimes committed, suffered, and witnessed, that good and not evil will be done

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.

If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.

In goodness there are all kinds of wisdom.

What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself in man.

On the whole, human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.

There are few good women who do not tire of their role.

No man or woman can be strong, gentle, pure, and good, without the world being better for it and without someone being helped and comforted by the very existence of that goodness.

One of the darkest evils of our world is surely the unteachable wildness of the Good.

To be good, according to the vulgar standard of goodness, is obviously quite easy. It merely requires a certain amount of sordid terror, a certain lack of imaginative thought, and a certain low passion for middle-class respectability.