Indeed, his after-life has widened and intensified that early lesson.

Sin is brutality.

It is selfishness seeking its low pleasure and its base delight in vilest self-indulgence involving the suffering of others, sometimes their profoundest degradation, even their absolute destruction.

Particularly did he experience this burning conviction when he came to understand the well-nigh inconceivable brutality of sexual vice.

I believe that it was a poor harlot in the slums of London who first opened for him the door of fanaticism.
He had longed as a schoolboy to hit back at his tyrants, and now in the dawn of manhood that long repression made its weight felt in the blows he showered on the face of evil.