There is no applause that so flatters a man as that which he wrings from unwilling throats.
Great men have always had dogs.
Humiliation is a guest that only comes to those who have made ready his resting-place, and will give him a fair welcome. ... no one can disgrace you save yourself.
Fame! it is the flower of a day, that dies when the next sun rises.
Women hope that the dead love may revive; but men know that of all dead things none are so past recall as a dead passion.
Fame nowadays is little else but notoriety.