Questioning is not the mode of conversation among gentlemen.
Sir, he throws away his money without thought and without merit. I do not call a tree generous that sheds its fruit at every breeze.
He who does not mind his belly, will hardly mind anything else.
The insolence of wealth will creep out.
He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Reason and truth will prevail at last