Were a drunken libertine to throw out such nauseous stuff in
the presence of his bacchanalian companions, there might
be some excuse for him; but were any man to advance such
doctrines in the company of sober citizens, men of plain
sense and decent manners, no person, we apprehend, would
think him entitled to a serious reply, but would hear him with
silent contempt. -- William Rose (1784) on his
friend, David Hume