The Good (n.) lies in one place only: a certain quality of choice.
Good (n.) of a human being lies no more in the flesh than a snail's good lies in its shell.
Good (n.) comes from yourself, by God's law: "If you wish any good thing, get it from yourself."
Good (n.) is where God's nature is — not flesh, land or fame, but intelligence, knowledge, right reason.
The Good (n.) is like Caesar's coin: no shopkeeper can refuse it, and no mind can refuse a clear impression of it.
Good (n.) placed in farms and cloaks makes theft my interest — this is the source of wars, seditions, tyrannies and plots, and finally of hating Zeus.
The Good (n.) is found where you never expect it and never wish to look: inside yourself, instead of in things that are none of your business.
Good (n.) pulls the soul toward it the instant it appears; a soul will no more turn down a clear impression of good than turn down Caesar's coin.
Good (n.) is a coinage the soul cannot refuse: as the greengrocer must take Caesar's money, the soul must go to the good the instant it appears.
Good (n.) is where you do not expect it and do not wish to look for it — within you; had you wished, you would have found it and stopped wandering outside.
The Good (n.) outranks every tie of blood: 'I'm your father' — but not a good; place the good in right choice, though, and keeping one's family becomes a good itself.