Virtue (n.) of the highest kind is not virtue, and so has virtue; the lower kind will not let go of virtue, and so is not virtue.
Virtue (n.) needs vice as group A needs its enemy — and to see this is to understand that their contest is a game.
Virtue (n.) should be left to establish itself, as the wind blows where it will: the heron is white without a daily bath, the raven black without daily dye.
Virtue (n.) is pursued for exactly the same reason as vice, so long as the mind seeks to become something; good and evil swing as poles of one circle.
Virtue (n.) of the highest kind is not trying to be virtuous — and that is exactly why it is virtue.
Virtue (n.) in the perfect man is like the fluidity of water — not the fruit of effort but its natural property; does the sun cultivate its brightness?