By despising all that has preceded us, we teach others to despise ourselves.

There are names written in her immortal scroll at which Fame blushes!

We grow tired of ourselves, much more of other people.

Men are in numberless instances qualified for certain things, for no other reason than because they are qualified for nothing else.

The way to get on in the world is to be neither more nor less wise, neither better nor worse than your neighbours.

The temple of fame stands upon the grave: the flame that burns upon its altars is kindled from the ashes of great men.

One shining quality lends a lustre to another, or hides some glaring defect.