There is nothing magnanimous in bearing misfortunes with fortitude, when the whole world is looking on.... He who, without friends to encourage or even without hope to alleviate his misfortunes, can behave with tranquility and indifference, is truly great.

And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, that one small head could carry all he knew.

Blest that abode, where want and pain repair, And every stranger finds a ready chair.

The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.

The folly of others is ever most ridiculous to those who are themselves most foolish.

Aspiring beggary is wretchedness itself.

Could a man live by it, it were not unpleasant employment to be a poet.