There are some men who can make no terms with the body.

Does that sound very mediaeval?
I mean men who, unless they are to yield utterly to pleasure, must have no dealings with it." "You boycott pleasure for fear of being too fond of it ?" "Yes; I don't lay down that rule for everybody.

For me it is the right and only one." "You think it right for a good many people, though ?" "Well, you know, the many-headed beast is strong." "For me ?" "Wait till I get at you from the pulpit." "No; tell me now." "Honestly ?" "Of course! I take that for granted." "Well, then, old fellow," said he, laying a hand on Eugene's arm, with a slight gesture of caress not unusual with him, "in candor and without unkindness, yes!" "I could never do it," said Eugene.
"Perhaps not--or, at least, not yet." "Too late or too early, is it ?" "It may be so, but I will not say so." "You know I think you're all wrong ?" "I know." "You will fail." "God forbid! but if he pleases--" "After all, what are meat, wine, and--and so on for ?" "That argument is beneath you, Eugene." "So it is.

I beg your pardon.

I might as well ask what the hangman is for if nobody is to be hanged.