When talent fails, indignation writes the verse.
Peace visits not the guilty mind.
Honesty is praised and left in the cold.
Some men make money not for the sake of living, but ache In the blindness of greed and live just for their fortune's sake.
They whose sole bliss is eating can give but that one brutish reason why they live.
The man whose purse is empty can cheerfully sing before the robber.