Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

They only babble who practise not reflection

'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven.

There is nothing of which men are more liberal than their good advice, be their stock of it ever so small; because it seems to carry in it an intimation of their own influence, importance or worth.

Less base the fear of death than fear of life.

Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes.

Fame is the shade of immortality, And in itself a shadow. Soon as caught, Contemn'd; it shrinks to nothing in the grasp.