“There is a radiant beauty in the night that touches and…tortures me. Ugh. Hell. Get up, you damn fool. Look around. Whats beautiful there? Hog pens and chicken yards. Dirty red mud. Stinking outhouse. Whats beauty anyway but ugliness if it hurts you? God, he doesn’t exist, but nevertheless He is ugly. Hence, what comes from Him is ugly. Lynchers and business men, and that cockroach Hanby, especially. How come that he gets to be principal of a school? Of the school I’m driven to teach in? God’s handiwork, doubtless.”
Toomer, Jean. “Kabnis.” Cane. New York: Liveright, 2011. 114. Print.
Evil is not allowed to be beautiful. Dismissing faith and a higher power, blaming Him for the ugliness of the world.