Poverty may have been beautiful once, but it's rotten now.

It's the ugliest thing in the world.

It's essentially cleaner to be corrupt and rich than it is to be innocent and poor." He seemed to see again a figure whose significance had once impressed him--a well-dressed young man gazing from a club window on Fifth Avenue and saying something to his companion with a look of utter disgust.

Probably, thought Amory, what he said was: "My God! Aren't people horrible!" Never before in his life had Amory considered poor people.

He thought cynically how completely he was lacking in all human sympathy.