Where is evil? In the rat whose nature it is to steal the grain. Or in the cat, whose nature it is to kill the rat?
The rat steals. Yet, for him, the cat is evil.
And to the cat, the rat.
Yet, Master, surely one of them is evil.
The rat does not steal, the cat does not murder. Rain falls, the stream flows, a hill remains. Each acts according to its nature.
Then is there no evil for men? Each man tells himself that what he does is good, at least for himself.
. . . a man may tell himself many things but is a man's universe made up only of himself?
If a man hurts me and I punish him, perhaps he will not hurt another.
And if you do nothing?
He will learn he can do as he wishes.
Or, perhaps, he will learn that some men receive injury but return kindness.
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