26/28 Pity has an almost ludicrous effect on a man of knowledge, like tender hands on a Cyclops. One occasionally embraces some one or other, out of love to mankind (because one cannot embrace all); but this is what one must never confess to the individual. One does not hate as long as one disesteems, but only when one esteems equal or superior. Ye Utilitarians--ye, too, love the UTILE only as a VEHICLE for your inclinations,--ye, too, really find the noise of its wheels insupportable! 175. One loves ultimately one's desires, not the thing desired. |