The religion of one seems madness unto another.
Praise is a debt we owe unto the virtue of others, and due unto our own from all whom malice hath not made mutes, or envy struck dumb.
Be substantially great in thyself, and more than thou appearest unto others.
But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.
To be nameless in worthy deeds exceeds an infamous history.
Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.