He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.
If you are strong and fighting the weak, then if you kill your opponent, then you are a scoundrel… if you let him kill you, then you are an idiot. So here is a dilemma which others have suffered before us, and for which as far as I can see, there is simply no escape.
There are no morals in politics; there is only expedience. A scoundrel may be of use to us just because he is a scoundrel.