The old days are dead and gone days. For what I did in the past I have been punished. I have been cured.

That's the law, son. But you were never much of a one for following the law.

You've sinned, I suppose, but your punishment has been out of all proportion. They have turned you into something other than a human being. You have no power of choice any longer. You are committed to socially acceptable acts, a little machine capable only of good.

The heresy of an age of reason. I see what is right and approve, but I do what is wrong.