He Is A Very Humble Man, That

The Idle Man Is The Devil's Cushion.

How Easy It Is For Men To Be Swollen With Admiration Of Their Own Strength And Glory, And To Be Lifted Up So High As To Lose Sight Both Of The Ground Whence They Rose, And The Hand That Advanced Them.

I Have Seldom Seen Much Ostentation And Much Learning Met Together. The Sun, Rising And Declining, Makes Long Shadows; At Mid Day, When He Is Highest, None At All.

Let Others Either Envy Or Pity Me; I Care Not, So Long As I Enjoy Myself.

Let Me Know Myself; Let Others Guess At Me.