Everything is 'disposable' these days, even people. They are disposable because they are simply too similar to one another, you can replace one with the other without much difference really.

"The Love Token" by Jean-Léon Gérôme

And a third kind of madness comes from the Muses. This takes hold upon a gentle and pure soul, arouses it and inspires it to songs and other poetry, and thus by adorning countless deeds of the ancients educates later generations.

— Plato's Phaedrus

لا أُنكر أني أستملح التنكيت على الشعوب، لا عن غِلٍّ في النفس، ولا خُبث طبع، ولكنها عادة ألفتها مداعبة الشقيق للشقيق، وللناس فيما يسخرون مذاهب، فإن أخذ القوم ذلك بحُسن طبع، فقد تم الغرض، وإن ساءهم، فحسبهم أن يردوا علي بمثله، ففي ذلك العدل.

You must know, dear boy, that the fondness of the lover is not a matter of goodwill, but of appetite which he wishes to satisfy: just as the wolf loves the lamb, so the lover adores his beloved.

For lovers praise your words and acts beyond due measure, partly through fear of incurring your displeasure, and partly because their own judgement is obscured by their passions.

— Plato's Phaedrus

*Nothing eases suffering like human touch.*

Just as the wind or an echo rebounds from smooth, hard surfaces and returns whence it came, so the stream of beauty passes back into the beautiful one through the eyes, the natural inlet to the soul [...] and he sees himself in his lover as in a mirror.

— Plato's Phaedrus