All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind.

Author: Aristotle

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Between friends there is no need of justice.

The actuality of thought is life.

Wishing to be friends is quick work but friendship is slow-ripening fruit.

What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.

The only way to escape the corruptible effect of praise is to go on working.

Travel and change of place impart new vigor to the mind.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.

People are people and sometimes we change our minds.