You should not have believ’d me, for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I lov’d you not.
You instinctively display the greatest virtue, or rather the chief defect, of us eccentric Parisians- that is, you assume the vices you have not, and conceal the virtues you possess.
You have to choose the best, every day, without compromise…guided by your own virtue and highest ambition.
You have no wisdom at all, no meditation, no virtue or self-discipline; in falsehood, you are caught in the cycle of birth and death.
You can find the footprints of God wherever there is beauty, virtue, humility, justice, truth, love and peace.