Self (on a particularly off day): That woman is so annoying.
Conscience: You don't even know her. You've never even had a conversation with her.
Self: Well. Thank goodness for small favors.
Conscience: You know, God loves HER just as much as He loves you.
Self: Ugh. You think?
Conscience: Hmmm. Hmmm.
Self: Okay, okay. I know. You're right.
Conscience: But if it makes you feel better, look at it this way: God loves YOU just as much as he loves Blessed Mother Teresa.
Self: Oh. I never thought of it that way before. Thanks, Jiminy.