But what sort of man is any man, seeing he is but a man? Let now the strong and the mighty laugh at us, but let us poor and needy confess unto Thee. In those years I taught rhetoric, and, overcome by cupidity, made sale of a loquacity to overcome by.
 Saint Augustine, Confessions (401). copy citation

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Author Saint Augustine
Source Confessions
Topic rhetoric teaching
Date 401
Language English
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Note Translated by E. B. Pusey
Weblink http://www.gutenberg.org/files/3296/3296-h/3296-h.htm

Context

“Suffer me, I beseech Thee, and give me grace to go over in my present remembrance the wanderings of my forepassed time, and to offer unto Thee the sacrifice of thanksgiving. For what am I to myself without Thee, but a guide to mine own downfall? or what am I even at the best, but an infant sucking the milk Thou givest, and feeding upon Thee, the food that perisheth not? But what sort of man is any man, seeing he is but a man? Let now the strong and the mighty laugh at us, but let us poor and needy confess unto Thee. In those years I taught rhetoric, and, overcome by cupidity, made sale of a loquacity to overcome by. Yet I preferred (Lord, Thou knowest) honest scholars (as they are accounted) , and these I, without artifice, taught artifices, not to be practised against the life of the guiltless, though sometimes for the life of the guilty.” source