Morality is something we violate mentally.

Everyone talks about morality, but rarely admits how many times they've mentally transgressed it.
You can smile, be "correct," but deep down you're already imagining yourself doing something you "shouldn't."
We all play this game—restraint versus imagination.
Sometimes you don't need to act. The very act of desire is already a crime.
You look, you think, you fantasize—and that's enough to bring everything inside to life.
Morality calms society, but it kills the inner fire.
The question is, what's more frightening—breaking a rule or dying without ever knowing what it's like to allow yourself to be real?
Perhaps honesty begins precisely where the fear of judgment ends.