Furthermore, even a despot must needs love his city, for without the city he
						can enjoy neither safety nor happiness. But despotism forces him to find
						fault even with his fatherland. For he has no pleasure in seeing that the
						citizens are stout-hearted and well armed; rather he delights to make the
						foreigners more formidable than the citizens, and these he employs as a
						body-guard. Again, even when favourable seasons yield abundance of good things, the
						despot is a stranger to the general joy; for the needier the people, the
						humbler he thinks to find them.