It Is The Part Of Cowardice, Not

All The World Knows Me In My Book, And My Book In Me.

What A Wonderful Thing It Is That Drop Of Seed, From Which We Are Produced, Bears In Itself The Impressions, Not Only Of The Bodily Shape, But Of The Thoughts And Inclinations Of Our Fathers!

I Must Use These Great Men's Virtues As A Cloak For My Weakness.

Praise Is Always Pleasing, Let It Come From Whom, Or Upon What Account It Will.

No Man Is A Hero To His Own Valet.