The danger chiefly lies in acting well; no crime's so great as daring to excel.
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
Patience is sorrow's salve.
To copy beauty forfeits all pretense to fame; to copy faults is want of sense
The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill; Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow.
Men the most infamous are fond of fame, And those who fear not guilt yet start at shame.