'There is disinterestedness in the world, I hope?
We are not all arrayed in two opposite ranks; the OFfensive and the DEfensive.

Some few there are who walk between; who help the needy as they go; and take no part with either side.

Umph!' There was something in these morsels of philanthropy which reassured the sisters.

They exchanged glances, and brightened very much.
'Oh! let us not be for ever calculating, devising, and plotting for the future,' said Mr Pecksniff, smiling more and more, and looking at the fire as a man might, who was cracking a joke with it: 'I am weary of such arts.

If our inclinations are but good and open-hearted, let us gratify them boldly, though they bring upon us Loss instead of Profit.
Eh, Charity ?' Glancing towards his daughters for the first time since he had begun these reflections, and seeing that they both smiled, Mr Pecksniff eyed them for an instant so jocosely (though still with a kind of saintly waggishness) that the younger one was moved to sit upon his knee forthwith, put her fair arms round his neck, and kiss him twenty times.
During the whole of this affectionate display she laughed to a most immoderate extent: in which hilarious indulgence even the prudent Cherry joined.
'Tut, tut,' said Mr Pecksniff, pushing his latest-born away and running his fingers through his hair, as he resumed his tranquil face.