One might well say that mankind is divisible into two great classes: hosts and guests.
And whenThyself with shining foot shall pass Among the guests star-scattered on the grass, And in thy joyous errand reach the spot Where I made oneturn down an empty glass!
When I would make a feast I would my guests should praise it, not the cooks.
A university where, at last, the Jews are hosts, and not guests as we have always been before.
It's as though some poor devil were to set out for a large dinner party with the knowledge that the following morning he would be hearing exactly what each of the other guests thought of him.