How Miserable are those Cormudgeons that spend their Lives in Carking and
Pinching themselves for things they have not the Heart to make use of!
And in this Humour of Griping (which they call Saving) fall foul upon the
very Extreme of Profusion another way. They either Lose or Spoil every
thing by Keeping it, till ’tis fit only to be thrown away; and that’s
their way of Spending it. Their Money lies as close in their Coffers,
as ever it did in the Mine whence it was drawn. They’ll rather venture
the whole Stock, then be at one Penny Charge for the Saving of the Rest.
They pervert the very Intent, as well as they destroy the Bounties of
Providence: Nay, they Envy the common Enjoyment of those Blessings that
were intended for the Relief, Comfort, and Satisfaction of Mankind.