Ultimately one loves one's desires and not that which is desired.
Mozart, the last chord of a centuries-old great European taste.
That lies should be necessary to life is part and parcel of the terrible and questionable character of existence.
Discontent is the seed of ethics.
We praise or blame as one or the other affords more opportunity for exhibiting our power of judgement.
Once spirit was God, then it became man, and now it is even becoming mob.