It Is Sometimes Easier To

Men Sometimes Feel Injured By Praise Because It Assigns A Limit To Their Merit; Few People Are Modest Enough Not To Take Offense That One Appreciates Them.

We Are Less Hurt By The Contempt Of Fools Than By The Lukewarm Approval Of Men Of Intelligence.

It Is Easy To Criticize An Author, But Difficult To Appreciate Him.

When We Feel That We Lack Whatever Is Needed To Secure Someone Else's Esteem, We Are Very Close To Hating Him

The Counsels Of The Old, Like The Winter Sun, Shine, But Give No Heat.