Good people aren’t free from dark thoughts. They just refuse to let them win.
What I admire about good people isn’t that they’re pure. It’s that they aren’t. They feel bitterness. Jealousy. Darkness. They have the same ugly thoughts as anyone else. But they don’t let it decide who they are. Even when a part of them wants others to fail, they choose not to act on it. They choose restraint. They choose kindness anyway.
That’s what makes them good. Not the absence of darkness, but the discipline to hold onto the light.