Those who preach to us that the quest of it is craggy, difficult, and painful, but its fruition pleasant, what do they mean by that but to tell us that it is always unpleasing?
For what human means will ever attain its enjoyment?
The most perfect have been fain to content themselves to aspire unto it, and to approach it only, without ever possessing it.

But they are deceived, seeing that of all the pleasures we know, the very pursuit is pleasant.

The attempt ever relishes of the quality of the thing to which it is directed, for it is a good part of, and consubstantial with, the effect.

The felicity and beatitude that glitters in Virtue, shines throughout all her appurtenances and avenues, even to the first entry and utmost limits.
Now, of all the benefits that virtue confers upon us, the contempt of death is one of the greatest, as the means that accommodates human life with a soft and easy tranquillity, and gives us a pure and pleasant taste of living, without which all other pleasure would be extinct.

Which is the reason why all the rules centre and concur in this one article.