We can bear to be deprived of everything but our self-conceit.
Reflection makes men cowards.
No truly great person ever thought themselves so.
Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
Greatness is great power, producing great effects. It is not enough that a man has great power in himself, he must shew it to all the world in a way that cannot be hid or gainsaid.
Pure good soon grows insipid, wants variety and spirit. Pain is a bittersweet, which never surfeits. Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust. Hatred alone is immortal.