Letter 80 — On Worldly Deceptions (§8)

“Yon other who, proud and wayward and puffed up by confidence in his power, declaims: Peace, Menelaus, or this hand shall slay thee! receives a daily pittance and sleeps on rags. You may speak in the same way about all these dandies whom you see riding in litters above the heads of men and above the crowd; in every case their happiness is put on like the actor’s mask. Tear it off, and you will scorn them.”