The disease of love, the disease of "spirit," the disease of niceness and benevolence and feeling good on our own behalf and good on somebody else's behalf.

Pah, it is all a gangrene.

We can retreat upon the proud, isolate self, and remain there alone, like lepers, till we are cured of this ghastly white disease of self-conscious idealism.
And we really can make a move on our children's behalf.

We really can refrain from thrusting our children any more into those hot-beds of the self-conscious disease, schools.

We really can prevent their eating much more of the tissues of leprosy, newspapers and books.