See him how he gapes and stares after everything that does not concern him, and lets the door of his own heart stand open to every entering thief.
London is a city of three million inhabitants, and they are mostly fools, Carlyle once said.

And let him in this city whose eyes keep at home cast the first stone at those foreign fools.

I will wager on their side that many of you here to-night know better what went on in Mashonaland last week than what went on in your own kitchen downstairs, or in your own nursery or schoolroom upstairs.

Some of you are ten times more taken up with the prospects of Her Majesty's Government this session, and with the plots of Her Majesty's Opposition, than you are with the prospects of the good and the evil, and the plots of God and the devil, all this winter in your own hearts.

You rise early, and make a fight to get the first of the newspaper; but when the minister comes in in the afternoon you blush because the housemaid has mislaid the Bible.