The hossanas of the multitude can never bring satisfaction to the discerning. Yet there exist those chamaleons of popularity who find their joy, not in the sweet breath of Apollo, but in the smell of the crowd. And not in mind: Do not be taken in by what are miracles to the populace, for the ignorant do not rise above marveling. Thus the stupidity of a crowd is lost in admiration, even as the brain of an individual uncovers the trick.

Many would be wise if they did not think themselves wise.

Beauty and folly are generally companions.

Tis much to gain universal admiration; more, universal love.

Hope has a good memory, gratitude a bad one.

To equal a predecessor, one must have twice they worth.

Life is a warfare against the malice of others.