And for this knowledge they praised me.

I loathed and despised their praise; and when I would not give them more of the signs and wonders I first gave them, they avenged themselves by casting shame on my real knowledge.

Then I was tempted, and became the charlatan; and yet despised myself for seeking man's praise for that which was most contemptible in me.

Then I sought for wild pleasure in the senses, and I hated myself still more.

And hating myself I came to hate men; and then all that Aprile taught to me was lost.
"But now I know that I did not love enough to trace beneath the hate of men their love.