And one of the greatest consolations I draw from these studies, is the ever-strengthening conviction of the beneficent wisdom that framed our Mardi.

For did men possess thighs in proportion to fleas, verily, the wicked would grievously leap about, and curvet in the isles." "But Oh-Oh," said Babbalanja, "what other discoveries have you made?
Hast yet put a usurer under your lens, to find his conscience?
or a libertine, to find his heart?
Hast yet brought your microscope to bear upon a downy peach, or a rosy cheek ?" "I have," said Oh-Oh, mournfully; "and from the moment I so did, I have had no heart to eat a peach, or salute a cheek." "Then dash your lens!" cried Media.
"Well said, my lord.

For all the eyes we get beyond our own, but minister to infelicity.

The microscope disgusts us with our Mardi; and the telescope sets us longing for some other world.".