The golden guess is morning-star to the full round of truth.
This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.
Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moans of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels.
Woman is the lesser man.
No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not work those who work with him. Don't knock your friends. Don't knock your enemies. Don't knock yourself.