Why, if men were to feel as you say you feel, they would be mere animals.

Animals fear death; animals love to accumulate such things as they prize; animals, when they love, go in pairs, and remain with one another.

But man, with his intellect, would not be man if he loved life and desired riches and sought for requited love." I sank back in despair.

"You cannot mean all this," I said.
He threw at me a piteous glance.

"What else can you believe or feel ?" said he.
"The very opposite.