by showing the reader this long string of more or less bizarre errors, I have neglected nothing that might help him take away only useful impressions from these things, and which might give him a strong sense of the necessity of perfecting his taste, of enlightening his reason to make himself better, and consequently happier: for, this cannot be said too often: there is no rest, no security, no liberty, no happiness without virtue: virtus ad explendam beatam vitam, sola satis efficax.
