The philosopher Epicurus said, “There are three motives to injurious acts among men – hatred, envy, and contempt: and these the wise man...

This course of life perhaps offends those who fix their eyes on the glitter and show of my professional position, but are unable to...

…. yet he who does not so much as desire others’ praises, seems to me more perfectly virtuous, than he who is always extolling himself. A mind free from ambition is a main help to political gentleness; ambition, on the contrary, is hard-hearted, and the greatest fomenter of envy.

In London, contemporary with young Charles H. Spurgeon, was an older preacher who had been in the city for a generation. This young man, Charles Spurgeon, came to London when he was about twenty years of age. Immediately (I do not mean in a year or two or three, but immediately), there could not be found an area large enough to hold the people who wanted to hear him preach. He was like a star, like a galaxy that appeared in the sky. The older minister said that when the thron

At the time I establish'd myself in Pennsylvania, there was not a good bookseller's shop in any of the colonies to the southward of Boston. In New York and Philad'a the printers were indeed stationers; they sold only paper, etc., almanacs, ballads, and a few common school-books. Thos who lov'd reading were oblig'd to send for their books from England; the members of the Junto had each a few. We had left the alehouse, where we first met, and hired a room to hold our club in. I

For men can endure to hear others praised only so long as they can severally persuade themselves of their own ability to equal the actions recounted: when this point is passed, envy comes in and with it incredulity.