Virtue is a state of war, and that living in it means onealways has some battle to wage against oneself.[La vertu est un état de guerre, et que, pour y vivre, on a toujours quelque combat à rendre contre soi.]
What we experience in dreams, provided we experience it often, pertains at last just as much to the general belonging of our soul as anything “actually” experienced; by virtue thereof we are richer or poorer.
We value virtue but do not discuss it. The honest bookkeeper, the faithful wife, the earnest scholar get little of our attention compared to the embezzler, the tramp, the cheat.
Virtue is harder to be got, than knowledge of the world; and, if lost in a young man, is seldom recovered.