We can’t escape our character. Most of the time, we pretend it doesn’t exist, or that it doesn’t matter too much. I hear about it most often when a person is giving a compliment to someone they admire.
Character is more often tested, and less often praised. It is worked on in secret and tested in public.
People don’t think about their character—they think about their reputation. They worry about what they can’t control.
Good character goes unrecognized when it is unpopular. Bad character spoils itself with praise.
Good character rejoices in being good. Bad character hates itself.
Doing the right thing is a form of self-love. Doing the wrong thing poisons the insides.
A rotten character betrays itself with words.
A good character doesn’t need to say anything—it’s obvious. How can something hidden, be obvious? That is a question our culture doesn’t ask. It denies the spirit shining from within.