sed quid ego omne malum mundique homin- umque maligni hostis ad invidiam detorqueo, cum mala nostra ex nostris concreta animis genus et caput et vim, quid sint, quid valeant, sumant de corde parente? ille quidem fomes nostrorum et causa malorum est, sed tantum turbare potest aut fallere quantum nos volumus, qui decrepito suggesta leoni armamenta damus: friget fera futtile frendens, humani generis ni per suffragia gliscat.
But why shift all the evil of the world and of men on to the spite of a malign enemy, when our sins grow out of our own minds and take their birth and source and power, their being and their strength from the heart which begets them? The enemy indeed is the tinder that sets our sins alight, but he can only trouble or deceive us to the extent that we are willing. It is we who furnish weapons as a gift to the enfeebled lion; the wild beast flags and gnashes his teeth to no purpose unless he gain strength from the favour of mankind.
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