But whoever gives birth to useless children, what would you say of him except that he has bred sorrows for himself, and furnishes laughter for his enemies.
Enemies gifts are no gifts and do no good.
But this is a true saying among men: the gifts of enemies are no gifts and profitless.
An enemy's gift is ruinous and no gift.
Isn't it the sweetest mockery to mock our enemies?
Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows.
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