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Each Man In His Life Honors, And Imitates As Well As He Can, That God To Whose Choir He Belonged, While He Is Uncorrupted In His First Incarnation Here; And In The Fashion He Has Thus Learned, He Bears Himself To His Beloved As Well As To The Rest. So, Then, Each Chooses From Among The Beautiful A Love Conforming To His Kind, And Then, As If His Chosen Were His God, He Sets Him Up And Robes Him For Worship.

To Hate Excellence Is To Hate The Gods.

True Friends Share Everything, Except The Past Before They Met.

Longing Performs All Things

It Is Something, I Thought, When A King Can Put A Courtesan To The Blush.