I’m thinking today about the Brothers Karamazov.
Somewhere Zosima says:
“Man cannot commit a sin so great as to exhaust the infinite love of God. Can there be a sin which could exceed the love of God?”
I was reading an article recently about a man in Buffalo convicted of possessing child pornography and of molesting young boys.
“I know it’s wrong, but I can’t stop,” he said. “I wish I knew why I do it. I wish they would examine me when I get to prison and tell me why I do it.” I saved this quote because I think it is powerful and it reminds me for some reason of Fyodor in the Brothers K. Perhaps he says something similar.
As with Jerry Sandusky, there is a rush to equate these personalities with animals or the devil, when I feel that they are only extreme examples of the reality that afflicts everyone: “For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do–this I keep on doing.” This verse is almost echoed exactly above, perhaps more powerfully, in the mouth of the pedophile, as if he were a prophet, reminding us of a general powerlessness and an inability to account for what we do. That is to say nothing of the infinite malleability of the natural, and sobornost.