The Roman prince has an office, with shelves, desks, and clerks, and devotes some hours a day to business, examining accounts, poring over parchments, and signing papers.

But being at once incapable and uneducated, his zeal serves but to liberate the rogues about him from responsibility.

I heard of a nobleman who had inherited an enormous fortune, who condemned himself to the labor of a clerk at L50 a year, who remained faithful to his desk even to extreme old age, and who, thanks to some blunder or other in management, died insolvent.
Pity them if you please, but cast not the stone at them.

They are such as education has made them.

Look at those brats of various ages from six to ten, walking along the Corso in double file, between a couple of Jesuits.