Ain’t that the truth. In one of my early strays from the right path I was in a department store (3D for those that remember it). I was maybe 7. I had lost a little gun that went with an action figure I had. They had the same figure in the store and the package was already open. I pilfered the gun. I couldn’t deal with it and no more than 4 aisles away I turned around and put it back. Felt terrible the rest of the day. Can only imagine what this person was feeling when he returned this stuff.
There is an old saying - “Virtue is it’s own reward”
Only when you start to act virtuously do you learn to know what that really means (and how good the ‘reward’ feels)