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           Thenhewillscreamthathisbodyhasviciousdesiresofitsownwhichhismindcannotconquer,thatsexissin,thattrueloveisapureemotionofthespirit.Andthenhewillwonderwhylovebringshimnothingbutboredom,andsex—nothingbutshame."

           Reardensaidslowly,lookingoff,notrealizingthathewasthinkingaloud,"Atleast...I’veneveracceptedthatothertenet...I’veneverfeltguiltyaboutmakingmoney."

           Franciscomissedthesignificanceofthefirsttwowords;hesmiledandsaideagerly,"Youdoseethatit’sthesameissue?No,you’dneveracceptanypartoftheirviciouscreed.Youwouldn’tbeabletoforceituponyourself.Ifyoutriedtodamnsexasevil,you’dstillfindyourself,againstyourwill,actingonthepropermoralpremise.You’dbeattractedtothehighestwomanyoumet.You’dalwayswantaheroine.You’dbeincapableofself-contempt.You’dbeunabletobelievethatexistenceisevilandthatyou’reahelplesscreaturecaughtinanimpossibleuniverse.You’rethemanwho’sspenthislifeshapingmattertothepurposeofhismind.You’rethemanwhowouldknowthatjustasanideaunexpressedinphysicalactioniscontemptiblehypocrisy,soisplatoniclove—andjustasphysicalactionunguidedbyanideaisafool’sself-fraud,soissexwhencutofffromone’scodeofvalues.It’sthesameissue,andyouwouldknowit.Yourinviolatesenseofself-esteemwouldknowit.Youwouldbeincapableofdesireforawomanyoudespised.