Make use of your _I_ while you have it.

In truth, Bishop, I tell you that I have a philosophy of my own, and I have my philosophers.

I don't let myself be taken in with that nonsense.
Of course, there must be something for those who are down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable wretches.

Legends, chimeras, the soul, immortality, paradise, the stars, are provided for them to swallow.

They gobble it down.