The Parasites, The Mechanics of Virtue, Matt Berry, aphorism 73
The Parasites: He was a person so self-indulgent he had more enemies than friends and was in the end left no resort but to take tolerance as genuine affection. He got closer; the tolerant did not budge. In this social contract, they did not entangle themselves with something beneath them and he believed he sucked blood from stone. The weak are saved by their imagination. We should not take it from them. If we should feel the need to swat the parasite, we would perhaps only be in need of salvation ourselves.