Quote by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
"I grow in worth, and wit, and sense,
Unboding critic-pen,
Or that eternal want of pence,
Which vexes public men,
Who hold their hands to all, and cry
For that which all deny them—
Who sweep the crossings, wet or dry,
And all the world go by them."
— Alfred, Lord Tennyson, from Will Waterproof's Lyrical Monologue