The Good conscience (n.) has the bad conscience as its preliminary stage: everything good was once new, unfamiliar, immoral, and gnawed at its inventor like a worm.
A Good conscience (n.) is the prison of the good: their spirit is jailed in it; the stupidity of the good is unfathomably clever.
A Good conscience (n.) was invented by man — a manifold, mendacious, artificial, opaque animal — so that he could for once enjoy his soul as simple.
A Good conscience (n.) the pleasant feeling of being at peace with oneself, proves no more than an artist's pleasure in his work — nothing at all.
A Good conscience (n.) proves an action good as much as an artist's satisfaction proves his work beautiful — and all crucial actions were done without that security.