Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.
William Makepeace ThackerayPray, dear madam, another glass; it is Christmas time, it will do you no harm.
William Makepeace ThackerayTo be rich, to be famous? do these profit a year hence, when other names sound louder than yours, when you lie hidden away under ground, along with the idle titles engraven on your coffin? But only true love lives after you, follows your memory with secret blessings or pervades you, and intercedes for you. Non omnis moriar, if, dying, I yet live in a tender heart or two; nor am lost and hopeless, living, if a sainted departed soul still loves and prays for me.
William Makepeace Thackeray