Utopia

Hythloday, and see to it that there is nothing false in this work of mine, nor that anything true is lacking. And I am not sure whether it would be better to show him the book itself. For no other person is equally capable of correcting it if anything has been written in error, and he himself cannot perform this task unless he has read what has been written by me. In addition, it will happen that in this way you will understand whether he receives it willingly or bears it with annoyance that this work is being written by me. For if he has decided to commit his own labors to writing, he might perhaps not want me to do so, and certainly, I would not wish, through the publication of the Utopia by my hand, to snatch away the bloom and charm of novelty from his own history. Although, to tell the truth, I have not yet sufficiently decided with myself whether I shall publish it at all.

The ungrateful judgments of men.

For the palates of mortals are so varied, the temperaments of some are so morose, the minds so ungrateful, and the judgments so absurd, that it seems to be a much happier fate for those who are pleasant and