Some men are born to feast, and not to fight;
Whose sluggish minds, e'en in fair honor's field.
Still on their dinner turn -
Let such pot-boiling varlets stay at home,
And wield a flesh-hook rather than a sword. [ Joanna Baillie ]

Eloquence is an engine invented to manage and wield at will the fierce democracy, and, like medicine to the sick, is only employed in the paroxysms of a disordered state. [ Montaigne ]