Our ideas, like orange-plants, spread out in proportion to the size of the box which imprisons the roots.

It is the misfortune of all miscellaneous political combinations, that with the purest motives of their more generous members are ever mixed the most sordid interests and the fiercest passions of mean confedes.

Leave glory to great folks. Ah, castles in the air cost a vast deal to keep up!

A man's heart must be very frivolous if the possession of fame rewards the labor to attain it. For the worst of reputation is that it is not palpable or present - we do not feel or see or taste it.

What is human is immortal!

When the world frowns, we can face it; but let it smile, and we are undone.

How little praise warms out of a man the good that is in him, as the sneer of contempt which he feels is unjust chill the ardor to excel.