So, like, I'm like reading Tristram Shandy? And the narrator-guy - like, Tristram Shandy? - he's like:

If the fixture of Momus's glass in the human breast, according to the proposed emendation of that arch-critick, had taken place,--first, This foolish consequence would certainly have followed,--That the very wisest and very gravest of us all, in one coin or other, must have paid window-money every day of our lives.

So I'm like, y'know, "So I'm supposed to know what Momus's glass is? As if! And like, what's window-money supposed to be? Like, money you see through the window? So how come I gotta pay it? Like - I don' know - like - you know?"