The Rising Sun

My mom was always big on the notion that there was something good to be seen or said about everyone.
As a little girl I told her I didn't believe everyone was good, some were just not good at all, in any way, shape or form.
She said 'Really? Like who?'
I said 'Well, like the Devil !"
She smiled and said "I dunno Paige...he's really good at making fire'