No Prudent Antagonist Thinks Light Of His

Only That Type Of Story Deserves To Be Called Moral That Shows Us That One Has The Power Within Oneself To Act, Out Of The Conviction That There Is Something Better, Even Against One's Own Inclination.

We Often Feel That We Lack Something, And Seem To See That Very Quality In Someone Else, Promptly Attributing All Our Own Qualities To Him Too, And A Kind Of Ideal Contentment As Well. And So The Happy Mortal Is A Model Of Complete Perfection--which We Have Ourselves Created.

One's Roused By This, Another Finds That Fit: Each Loves The Play For What He Brings To It.

The World Of Empirical Morality Consists For The Most Part Of Nothing But Ill Will And Envy.

All That Is Noble Is In Itself Of A Quiet Nature, And Appears To Sleep Until It Is Aroused And Summoned Forth By Contrast.