Keep Your Misfortunes To Yourself.

No Act Terminating In Itself Constitutes Greatness.

There Is An Unseemly Exposure Of The Mind, As Well As Of The Body.

I Am Proud Up To The Point Of Equality; Everything Above Or Below That Appears To Me Arrant Impertinence Or Abject Meanness.

...greatness Sympathises With Greatness, And Littleness Shrinks Into Itself.

There Is A Softness And A Harmony In The Words And In The Thought Unparalleled. Of All Conceits It Is Surely The Most Classical. "i Count Only The Hours That Are Serene.".