There was a black wordless conviction in him that the way to avoid Jesus was to avoid sin. ... Where he wanted to stay was in Eastrod with his two eyes open, and his hands always handling the familiar thing, his feet on the known track, and his tongue not too loose.

flannery o'connor wise blood, chapter 1

Does one's integrity ever lie in what he is not able to do? I think that usually it does, for free will does not mean one will, but many wills conflicting in one man. Freedom cannot be conceived simply. It is a mystery and one which a novel, even a comic novel, can only be asked to deepen. 

flannery o'connor, wise blood, author's note to second edition of 1962