The Dread Of Criticism Is The Death

He Who Would Acquire Fame Must Not Show Himself Afraid Of Censure. The Dread Of Censure Is The Death Of Genius.

Ambition Is Frequently The Only Refuge Which Life Has Left To The Denied Or Mortified Affections. We Chide At The Grasping Eye, The Daring Wing, The Soul That Seems To Thirst For Sovereignty Only, And Know Not That The Flight Of This Ambitious Bird Has Been From A Bosom Or Home That Is Filled With Ashes.

The Effect Of Character Is Always To Command Consideration. We Sport And Toy And Laugh With Men Or Women Who Have None, But We Never Confide In Them.

The Only True Source Of Politeness Is Consideration.

Stagnation Is Something Worse Than Death. It Is Corruption, Also.