All his life he moved resolutely in whichever direction his conscience pointed; and, although that ever present and never obtrusive conscience of his made mistakes of judgment now and then, as must all consciences, I think it can never once have tricked him into any action that was impure or unclean.

Some critics maintain that the heroes and heroines of his books are impossibly pure and innocent young people.

R.H.D.never called upon his characters for any trait of virtue, or renunciation, or self-mastery of which his own life could not furnish examples.
Fortunately, he did not have for his friends the same conscience that he had for himself.

His great gift of eyesight and observation failed him in his judgments upon his friends.

If only you loved him, you could get your biggest failures of conduct somewhat more than forgiven, without any trouble at all.