It was not my experience that taught me and led my life, but the attitude of talking about it. I couldn't understand what he was saying because I was seeing all actions only from an aesthetic point of view. Moralists called my actions malicious. Their good intentions, however, were shattered when they collided with my bad intentions. 

 

Only I can decide whether to accept it or reject it. No one can lead me in a set direction. If there is anything else that can be done to me, it will be limited to the degree to which it retrains me somewhat artistically. However, if the other person, the more beautiful of the two, is educating the other person, the other person will have to accept my argument and take the risk of following it.