"The greatest evil is not done in
those sordid 'dens of crime' that Dickens loved to paint ... it is conceived and ...
moved, seconded, carried, and minuted ... in clean, carpeted, warmed, and
well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and
smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voices."
C. S. Lewis, Screwtape Letters, preface
