Memory says, 'I did that.' Pride replies, 'I could not have done that.' Eventually, memory yields.
All philosophy is a form of confession.
That for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts.
Many are stubborn in pursuit of the path they have chosen, few in pursuit of the goal.
Whom do you call bad?--Those who always want to induce shame.
To be moral, correct, and virtuous is to be obedient to an old established law and custom.