“And yet that proud pleasure, which rejoices in self-torture, has something noble in it.”
“He who studies himself at all is ignoble. Only by despising soul as well as body can a man enter into true life.”
“On what grounds do they reject women?”
“Inasmuch as a woman has ideal love, and cannot live for herself. Love for another is pleasure for the loved one, and therefore injurious to him.”
“A forest of false ideas is waiting for your axe,” said Maskull. “But will they allow it?”
“Spadevil knows, Maskull,” said Tydomin, “that be it today or be it tomorrow, love can’t be kept out of a land, even by the disciples of Hator.”
“Beware of love—beware of emotion!” exclaimed Spadevil. “Love is but pleasure once removed. Think not of pleasing others, but of serving them.”
“Forgive me, Spadevil, if I am still feminine.”
“Right has no sex. So long, Tydomin, as you remember that you are a woman, so long you will not enter into divine apathy of soul.”
“But where there are no women, there are no children,” said Maskull. “How came there to be all these generations of Hator men?”