The filthy holes and puddles in which it grovels

In the first awakenings of the soul, we do not usually know much, nor feel much, of our fallen sinful nature. We feel more the guilt of sin 'committed' than of sin 'indwelling'. The way in which SIN sometimes seems to sleep, and at other times to awake up with renewed strength— its active, irritable, impatient, restless nature, the many shapes and colors it wears, the filthy holes and puddles in which it grovels, the corners into which it creeps, its deceitfulness, its hypocrisy, its craft, its deceptive attraction, its intense selfishness, its utter recklessness, its desperate madness, and insatiable greediness—are secrets, painful secrets, only learned by bitter experience.