He didn’t ask the question, and that was strangely more annoying than if he had. I said, “I lost the faith.” “Like a priest?” “Something like that. Not exactly, because it’s not rare for a cop to lose the faith and go on being a cop. He may never have had it in the first place. What it amounted to was that I found out I didn’t want to be a cop anymore.” Or a husband, or a father. Or a productive member of society. “All the corruption in the department? That sort of thing?” “No, no.” The corruption had never bothered me. I would have found it hard to support a family without it.

— The Sins of the Fathers by Lawrence Block (Matthew Scudder (#1)) (Page 15)