You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial.
The good God is good for the populace.
I have been one of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered with specie to such a degree that we were forced to shore up the walls, which were on the point of bursting beneath the weight of gold and silver; I dined in Dead Tree Street, at twenty-two sous.
Juvenal and Tacitus alone grumble at it.
Just put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, and behold the fevers and maladies which result! It is better to be the tooth than the grass.