In his fancy, office was poison; it killed - body and soul - physically and socially. Office was more poisonous than priestcraft or pedagogy in proportion as it held more power; but the poison he complained of was not ambition; he shared none of Cardinal Wolsey's belated penitence for that healthy stimulant, as he had shared none of the fruits; his poison was that of the will - the distortion of sight - the warping of mind - the degradation of tissue - the coarsening of taste - the narrowing of sympathy to the emotions of a caged rat.