A man will treat a woman almost exactly the way he treats his own interior feminine. In fact he hasn't the ability to see a woman objectively speaking until he has made some kind of peace with his interior woman.
He who is unable to live in society or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself must be either a beast or a god.
Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work.
The virtue of justice consists in moderation as regulated by wisdom.
Excellence then is a state concerned with choice lying in a mean relative...
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
