Barre a un lado a esos místicos corrompidos por el odio, que se presentan como amigos de la humanidad y predican que la más alta virtud que un hombre puede practicar es considerar que su propia vida carece de valor.

It hurt when I lost each of the various men I fell in love with. Now, though, I am convinced that no one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone.

And when one of our successful men had what he needed or wanted, he reassumed his virtue as easily as changing his shirt, and for all one could see, he took no hurt from his derelictions, always assuming that he didn't get caught.

Written By John Steinbeck

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