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261
But
suppose
that
those
who
remembered
you
were
immortal
and
your
memory
undying
.
What
good
would
it
do
you
?
And
I
do
n't
just
mean
when
you
're
dead
,
but
in
your
own
lifetime
.
262
What
use
is
praise
,
except
to
make
your
lifestyle
a
little
more
comfortable
?
263
"
You
're
out
of
step
--
neglecting
the
gifts
of
nature
to
hand
on
someone
's
words
in
the
future
.
"
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264
20
.
Beautiful
things
of
any
kind
are
beautiful
in
themselves
and
sufficient
to
themselves
.
Praise
is
extraneous
.
The
object
of
praise
remains
what
it
was
--
no
better
and
no
worse
.
This
applies
,
I
think
,
even
to
"
beautiful
"
things
in
ordinary
life
--
physical
objects
,
artworks
.
265
Does
anything
genuinely
beautiful
need
supplementing
?
No
more
than
justice
does
--
or
truth
,
or
kindness
,
or
humility
.
Are
any
of
those
improved
by
being
praised
?
Or
damaged
by
contempt
?
Is
an
emerald
suddenly
flawed
if
no
one
admires
it
?
Or
gold
,
or
ivory
,
or
purple
?
Lyres
?
Knives
?
Flowers
?
Bushes
?
266
21
.
If
our
souls
survive
,
how
does
the
air
find
room
for
them
--
all
of
them
--
since
the
beginning
of
time
?
267
How
does
the
earth
find
room
for
all
the
bodies
buried
in
it
since
the
beginning
of
time
?
They
linger
for
whatever
length
of
time
,
and
then
,
through
change
and
decomposition
,
make
room
for
others
.
So
too
with
the
souls
that
inhabit
the
air
.
They
linger
a
little
,
and
then
are
changed
--
diffused
and
kindled
into
fire
,
absorbed
into
the
logos
from
which
all
things
spring
,
and
so
make
room
for
new
arrivals
.
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One
possible
answer
.
269
But
we
should
n't
think
only
of
the
mass
of
buried
bodies
.
There
are
the
ones
consumed
,
on
a
daily
basis
,
by
us
and
by
other
animals
.
270
How
many
are
swallowed
up
like
that
,
entombed
in
the
bodies
of
those
nourished
by
them
,
and
yet
there
is
room
for
them
all
--
converted
into
flesh
and
blood
,
transformed
to
air
and
fire
.