Joy is the goal of existence, and joy is not to be stumbled upon, but to be achieved, and the act of treason is to let its vision drown in the swamp of the moment’s torture.
A society that robs an individual of the product of his effort is not strictly speaking a society, but a mob held together by institutionalized gang violence.
You love people not for what you do for them or what they do for you. You love them for the values, the virtues, which they have achieved in their own character.
