But the consideration of luxuries leads us to a new aspect of the whole question, and to a second proposition no less true, and maybe no less startling, than the last.
At the present day, we, of the easier classes, are in a state of surfeit and disgrace after meat.

Plethora has filled us with indifference; and we are covered from head to foot with the callosities of habitual opulence.

Born into what is called a certain rank, we live, as the saying is, up to our station.

We squander without enjoyment, because our fathers squandered.

We eat of the best, not from delicacy, but from brazen habit.