(a) Prudence is in love with the good of virtue as the end of life; theprudence of the flesh is in love with some pleasure or utility, andmakes this good the center of attraction for all its acts. He said it like I'd been invited instead of blackmailed. Somehow I didn't like sitting on the nearly deserted road in the freshly spilled darkness. People talk of ranch-style houses, but this really was a ranch.
But somehow looking into his deep brown eyes, I couldn't pull up much moral indignation. He nodded. Either he had no heart, or it wasn't beating. You're the boss, he said, but not like he meant it.
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