I am guided here by a story I once heard about Leontius, son of Aglaion. On the road outside the city, he noticed the bodies of some criminals lying on the ground, with the executioner standing beside them. He wanted to look at the ghastly sight, but at the same time he was disgusted by his morbid curiosity and tried to turn away. He struggled for some time, but at last the desire was too much for him. Opening his eyes wide, he ran up to the bodies and cried "There, wretched eyes! Feast yourselves on the lovely sight!"
– Plato, Republic IV.439 [circa 380 BC]
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