The Love Of Fame Is Almost Another

There Is No Flattery So Adroit Or Effectual As That Of Implicit Assent.

When One Can Do Better Than Everyone Else In The Same Walk, One Does Not Make Any Very Painful Exertions To Outdo Oneself. The Progress Of Improvement Ceases Nearly At The Point Where Competition Ends.

In Love We Do Not Think Of Moral Qualities, And Scarcely Of Intellectual Ones. Temperament And Manner Alone, With Beauty, Excite Love.

Rules And Models Destroy Genius And Art.

No Man Can Thoroughly Master More Than One Art Or Science.