Scribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
We get blows and return them.
Let him who has enough ask for nothing more.
Let your mind, happily contented with the present, care not what the morrow will bring with it.
Does he council you better who bids you, Money, by right means, if you can: but by any means, make money ?
In avoiding one vice fools rush into the opposite extreme.