Happy is the man who hath never known what it is to taste of fame - to have it is a purgatory, to want it is a hell.

If aught be worse than failure from overstress of a life's prime purpose, it is to sit down content with a little success.

There's no weapon that slays its victim so surely (if well aimed) as praise.

A woman too often reasons from her heart; hence two-thirds of her mistakes and her troubles.

The heart of a man's like that delicate weed, / Which requires to be trampled on, boldly indeed / Ere it gives forth the fragrance you wish to extract.

To how many is the death of the beloved the parent of faith!

The object of ambition, unlike that of love, never being wholly possessed, ambition is the more durable passion of the two.